I would like to retract any compliments I might have previously paid to the NYC cab system. After having felt in dire need of their services (aka my boots became the death of me) and been DENIED (the period during which some random German guys told me my cab salute was Nazi-esque?!?), I feel compelled to announce they are mean-spirited, cold, and heartless creatures good for nothing more than driving by parading their “off duty” lights (like I care?) or, even worse, the lackage of lights indicating some hoochie mama two blocks up got MY cab. And that? *That* I don’t support.
Please, please Mister Cabbie, can you think of the common woman just trying to sport her fabulous black suede boots, head home in peace (and comfort) and not leave her to the mercy of only the sleezy black car’d men? That would be muuuuuuuch appreciated (and your tip would be equally appreciative).
(AKA the one forced unwillingly to use her unlimited metro pass, arghhhh, darn it. And no – her feet *so don’t* approve – major boo + tears)
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