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A Cabbie Account

Sometimes I use the services of taxicabs to help me get to my audition locations more quickly than mass transit can provide. Frequently the trips are uneventful. However, one recent cabbie in particular really caught my attention.

After opening the door for me (which no taxi driver has ever done for me before), inquiring of my destination, observing that I “seem sane” and noting that his previous fare “was mad, but only because of the full moon”, I realized the frail-looking, animated driver would make this a ride to remember. Here, in no particular order, are some of the more salient facts I learned of my rather egotist and unkempt chauffeur en route:

He stated matter-of-factly that he is “the best driver in the universe.”
He spends most of the year in Cambodia.
He lives “in a mangrove”, not in a “hectic, chaotic city like Bangkok or Read more »

Addendum

I totally forgot to tell you about the cab driver that drove me to the Adobe voice over gig! I only had $12 in my purse, so I walked up to the first cab at the stand, leaned in the window and inquired if he could get me to Soundtrack for only $12. He thought momentarily and then said, “Sure. Get in.”

Once in the cab the driver said in accented English, “Do you see my turban? I am Indian.”

“Mm-hmm. I see your turban.”

“I am from Northern India. From Punjab.”

“Oh yes,” I remarked. “I like Northern Indian food. In fact, I just ate some yesterday.” This was, in fact, true. I just didn’t tell him it was Bengali and not Punjabi.

“Did you make at home?”

“No. I went out to lunch.”

The driver then proceeded to soapbox me for four or five minutes about how homemade Indian food is always tastier, fresher and better for … Read more »

A Cabbie Account

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