DC Cab Rider

Death by Heat, or . . . Stench?

Ok, DC summers are always pretty miserable. But the past couple of days have been HOT HOT HOT even for us. So, when you're standing in the sun on E street hoping for a cab that will come your way instead of turning to drop off another set of tourists at Hard Rock Cafe, you jump into the first cab that actually 1) drives your way and 2) isn't full of tourists.

And you're really happy about getting into that AC cab for the ride back to the office, until you realize that you've just exchanged the blazing heat of the sun and possibly no cabs for another 10 minutes for . . . a driver who apparently is trying to fight back potential robbers with BO.

I immediately started to roll down the window. No no, he shouted, wasting air!

And here is where I fail miserably. Instead of saying, You stink! I need fresh air! I say things like, "it's not that bad out, I like the fresh air, please. " which of course doesn't work. So then I spend the next 10 minutes breathing out of my mouth and trying to think of happy smells. I was jumping out of that cab before he even came to a stop!

posted by DC Cab Rider @ 6:28 PM