The cabbie who drove me home after a late night at work the other day was a terrible, terrible driver.
He was always at least 15 km above the speed limit, hestitant when merging, dangerous when changing lanes, punched my address in the GPS and still missed my street.
Then he almost forgot to give me my credit card back.

Comments (3)
But did he have a winning smile and a rakish, insouciant air about him?
Posted by TimT | September 11, 2009 6:07 PM
Posted on September 11, 2009 18:07
No. No he did not. He was steeped in the funk of incompetence.
Posted by sarahj | September 11, 2009 6:17 PM
Posted on September 11, 2009 18:17
Je suis desole!
Posted by TimT | September 11, 2009 7:16 PM
Posted on September 11, 2009 19:16