Taxi cab confessions

14 01 2008

I can tell already, no shoes for me this week!  It’s going to be a busy few days getting my homework done so I can be ready for the arrival of the rents on Thursday at 1am, but more on that later.

My cab ride home tonight (b/c who wants to spend an hr getting home once it’s already rolled around to 7:45 at the office), began perilously with  an ominous, repeated “ding” emanating somewhere from the front seat. It must be the seat-belt tone I thought. But no, he was buckled.

After at least 30 “bings,” I finally asked, “Uncle, what’s that sound?” Well, “uncle” didn’t speak much English, but we finally came to agree on the source of the sound — it was a sound-governor. Only common in older cars apparently, this little guy dings repeatedly to alert the driver when he’s speeding over 100 (that’s KPH, not MPH). “But everyone’s going over 100″ he told me. I agreed, and on we went, dinging and all.

Definitely a ride worthy of a rounding up tip. :-)








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