I had a party to go to last Thursday night. It was mid-afternoon when I realized I should probably book a taxi (not an Uber fan) in advance, it being Christmas party season and all — when anyone with even half a brain leaves their car at home.
When I got downstairs there was no sign of the cab, which is very unusual — at least in my experience, especially when I’ve reserved one. Seems there was a fire somewhere — the concierge said it was in a subway, although I haven’t been able to verify that. But wherever it was, it was playing havoc with the traffic and cabs were in demand.
But I did notice a man standing outside, with a suitcase, also waiting. Not wanting him to take my cab, I sidled up to him and asked if he Continue reading