Bad Day for Cabbie

I watch the cab driver ahead of me in line at the taxi stand as he furtively crams this guy’s bicycle and some other grimy items including a rusty toolbox, a backpack and a three-foot length of 4-inch PVC pipe, containing fishing poles and reels. It amazes me that he can fit it all in […]

Beat Up

    Ben sticks his bruised and battered head in the window of my cab and says he wants to know if I take cards and“How much (is it) to Sleepy Hollow?”
“Yes and about $15,” I answer. “OK,” Ben responds as he carefully and painfully eases into the back seat.
“How’d you get so banged up?” I ask. […]