
Drove a couple Brits over to F-One Boston. I need to check that place out sometime. Then, I took a lady to the airport who paid by credit card and so I noticed the last name Hyatt, like the hotel. Could she have been the Hyatt version of Paris Hilton?
My next fare was Herbie heading home to Herbert. Then I cruised the mall and found a dude headed up to Squantum and we must have talked about something but I forget now. I went back to the mall and there were 6 Britishers looking for an Indian restaurant because they hadn't had any decent curry since they'd been here so me and Radar took them over to Punjab.
Later I drove an Indian gent to a tattoo parlor in Abington so he could get some ink. Apparently tattoos are taboo back home but his was to be on his upper arm where no one would notice. A permanent souvenir from America I suppose. My last fare tonight was a young girl with a 6 week old little boy in tow. She couldn't have been more than 19, that can't be easy. She seemed fine with it though as if it was perfectly normal and I guess maybe it is.
My next fare was Herbie heading home to Herbert. Then I cruised the mall and found a dude headed up to Squantum and we must have talked about something but I forget now. I went back to the mall and there were 6 Britishers looking for an Indian restaurant because they hadn't had any decent curry since they'd been here so me and Radar took them over to Punjab.
Later I drove an Indian gent to a tattoo parlor in Abington so he could get some ink. Apparently tattoos are taboo back home but his was to be on his upper arm where no one would notice. A permanent souvenir from America I suppose. My last fare tonight was a young girl with a 6 week old little boy in tow. She couldn't have been more than 19, that can't be easy. She seemed fine with it though as if it was perfectly normal and I guess maybe it is.
Well, good night everyone and especially good night Herbie.
2 comments:
poor herbie in her bed
O_0
haha :x
yeah, poor herbie :/
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