Best/Worst Cab Ride Ever
I totally got this from "dooce":http://www.dooce.com/ Which you should definitely check out just for the sarcasm factor. This is one of the most amusing/disturbing music videos I've seen in awhile: The most interesting aspect is, other than the disco ball and car splitting at the end, that it reminds me of a cab ride I took in small town Texas when I was 16. Yes, there are cabs in small town TX. Or at least there are one or two per county. And actually, come to think of it, this was my first cab ride ever. Probably why I have an aversion to cabs.Anyway, as you can imagine cabbies in Texas aren't really cleaning up and therefore are some of the most disgruntled employees ever. This one in particular was a dumpy, faded looking middle aged woman with overly large glasses and long ratty hair. Not particularly threatening in other words. My friend and I hopped in fully expecting that we would be home in ten minutes.We gave her directions and just as we're pulling out her cell phone starts ringing. And ringing. and ringing... She picks up and all of sudden we're in the middle of a screaming, cursing domestic dispute between her and her apparently drunk husband. Mean while in the back, Heidi and I are slowly but surely beginning to cower into the farthest corner, trying to pretend that we can't hear what's being said. Next thing we know, she's hung up and is turned completely around in the seat, while still speeding down the main street in town (i.e. the only one with traffic on it) ranting about how all men should be castrated and what a lousy drunk her husband is and would we mind if she went to get her daughter from him it's just a couple minutes away.Being sixteen and young and dumb and bored, we say sure, no problem. I mean what the hell else are we going to be doing tonight anyway? It turns out "a couple of minutes away" means a thirty minute drive over to another town into the middle of f-ing nowhere. We end up outside a trailer in the middle of a huge field. When she cuts the car off, its impossible to see more than a couple inches in front of your face. This is when I start to get really nervous. She heads into the trailer and a couple minutes later comes sprinting out holding a screaming three year old in pajamas with hubbie close on her tail. She essentially throws the three year old into my lap starts the car up and begins to back out. Next thing I know, hubbie is banging on my window with both fists hard enough to make my head bounce off it and screaming obscenities.We managed to get out of there without being shot or beaten and spent the rest of the car ride listening to this woman's life story. Long and hard and saddly not atypical of the place we lived in. And an hour and a half after getting into that cab we finally make it back to my house.Since then, I've taken one cab ride.
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