So I'm in this cab...
And I'm riding to work. I realize that the driver is the same guy who likes to talk about Jesus (no offense to those who love Jesus, but its not what I want to discuss on my way to work). So I'm trying to ride the wave between polite, and quit-fucking-talking-to-me.
So he says: So...do you work at that theAter?
And I go: Yeah.
And he says: Don't you have that boyfriend?
(pause--he has driven H and I around a few times)
So I say: Um, yeah, why?
(another pause)
And he says: I think that's okay, for a lady to work even though she got a man.
And I said: Oh...
I did not tip him today.
So he says: So...do you work at that theAter?
And I go: Yeah.
And he says: Don't you have that boyfriend?
(pause--he has driven H and I around a few times)
So I say: Um, yeah, why?
(another pause)
And he says: I think that's okay, for a lady to work even though she got a man.
And I said: Oh...
I did not tip him today.

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