T is for taxi

People underestimate the adventures you can have with a good, or just insane, taxi driver. There are many a story born from my trips in taxis, some from the vast number of taxis taken in one day, some from something that happened while inside the taxi or just outside of one. But today it was the taxi driver that made the trip that much more entertaining.

I always kind of wonder about people that live through stereotypes, this man did, and it was hilarious in the confines of the taxi. It was kind of like being polite with grand-parents while they say things that were acceptable in their time and just aren't anymore.

Our taxi driver slammed out every stereotype alive and grinned such a broad grin and laughed such a wide laugh that I couldn't help but grin at it. It's strange to hear real life situations with such an intense twist on them. Hilarious though it may be.

There were the five Jewish men, fighting over which way would be cheaper, begging him never to stop moving but trying to make sure he took the shortest/cheapest route possible. The mind numbingly boring ones that make him zone out so bad he sometimes takes the wrong road. The fighting couples that are upset at everything and never tip. The Asians who he doesn't understand (yes he grouped up all the Asian communities together even though I'm sure he understands Indians and such).

Life's an adventure when you drive every day. A crazy stereotypical adventure.