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the story of last night's cab driver
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"If I Promise Not To Get Married Before I Graduate, Will You Please Finish Driving Me to My Dorm?"
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"If I Promise Not To Get Married Before I Graduate, Will You Please Finish Driving Me to My Dorm?"
posted by fudge at 9:42 AM
6 Comments:
I was NOT driving that cab.
that was precisely his point.
'Listen, take advice from cab driver. I am father of three daughters. Ok? You father, he is far away. But I be father instead. YOU NO DROP OUT OF SCHOOL UNTIL GRADUATE!'
Where I work, if you leave after the last train/buss they send you by cab.
Imagine what kind of conversations you get when it's 2AM and you have to talk to the driver because you're afraid he is going to fall asleep any second.
once I had to intervene and turn the steering wheel because the driver was abut to hit a fence.
Wait until you get in hitches in Israel (if/when you iyH go), let alone buses or cabs - almost everyone's Jewish! Non-stop advice and parenting from everyone you meet...
Cab? What is this... cab... you speak of? Is it like a strange species of subway?
it is when youre coming back from the airport
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