Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Internationally known and locally respected….

As I was at the traffic light around 12.30am (96th Street and Broadway) a very familiar BMW pulled to my left side at the light. Could it have been the gentleman I had met back in August of ‘06’, what would be the odds? Well, in that particular hot and humid night I pulled up at a famous hotel on 8th avenue in the mid 40’s. My passenger paid up and he bid me farewell.

As I was filling my trip sheet (10pm), a tall, dark and goodlooking man approached my cab from a BMW parked up ahead. “What’s a fine young thang like you doing driving a cab?” he asked. “What’s a young man like you doing driving a BMW?” Questions just didn’t stop right there. “You look really young, how old are you, what do you do?” I really wanted to know, I had to know. “Are you a rapper, an athlete, what?” The usual stereotype. He said if I really wanted to know all I had to do was call him. Curiosity killed a cat, but not this kitty. I couldn’t wait to find out. Are we not all opportunists? Could this have been the only knock at my door which I have so long waited for?

I got home, took a shower and dialed those 10 digits 6-4-6 with such hesitation. “Hello, so how are you doing”? I asked. “What up shawty?” The usual exchange of words went on for about a minute or so. “So what do you do”? I asked again.“Well, I got me a couple of girls, a caucasian, asian and puerto rican. Maybe you can be my dark chocolate”. It took me a while to figure out what he was talking about. Talk about being naïve! He went on to tell me that he has rich clients that need some company on occasion. ‘Pretty Woman’ came to mind and that got me excited. What if I got lucky and I met my own ‘Richard Gere character’ on first try.

The question that followed put me off completely “What are you really good at?”. “I beg your pardon” is all that came out of my mouth. He tried to break it down and I just told him I would have to get back to him. I hadn’t thought of the actual services rendered. I didn’t call him since that early morning.He didn’t call me either. Let’s just say I wouldn’t want to ‘find out just how his pimp hand is way strong’.

It sure is survival of the fittest!!!!

1 Comments:

At March 17, 2007 at 9:09 PM , Blogger pandave said...

rotflmao! wow dearcabbie you are so polite.

 

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