Cab ride of the damned

[gordonzola]

I took a cab home from work last week. I had groceries, my knee hurt, and it was starting to rain. I only live 8 blocks away but it’s uphill. I treat myself to a cab less than I treat myself to a half order of Big Nate’s pork ribs after my crazy Saturday of work, so I figured I deserved it.

I didn’t deserve my cabdriver though. He immediately started in. "What do you think of Gavin Newsom and his gay marriages?" he asked, not really asking. Reserving the qualifiers I might use in a conversation with friends, I responded to his intent. "I think it’s great."

Of course that was what he was waiting for to start his rant. After going on about all that Christian Blah Blah for a bit, he said something about how you don’t see "dogs marrying dogs in nature". I admit I was caught a little off guard since most SF cabdrivers go on Lefty rants, not Christian ones, if they wanna talk politics. But I did take the opportunity to point out all the studies in the last few years which have shown homosexuality in the animal kingdom. This angered him.

"Lies! All Lies! I am a scientist and a Christian! That is the same science that tries to tell us that men came from fishes and monkeys!" He stopped his rant to yell at the confused car in front of us. "Stupid Women drivers," he screamed out the window even though he couldn’t see the driver. When we passed I looked back and noted that it was a man.

He then decided to bring the conversation back to safer ground. "Newsom will do a good job with the homeless though. Don’t you think?"

Comments

[gordonzola.livejournal.com]

How'd they tip?

[obliviot.livejournal.com]

what started as a ride to point richmond to lend his mother some money ("have you accepted Jesus Christ as your personal savior?") was the topic of discussion all the way to the richmond bridge. Half way across the bridge it turned from visiting ma to buying cracking than trying to pick up a hooker to me being paid to sit out in the parking lot of a dive motel in Richmond while he did his thing...his thing didnt work out because he stuck his head out the door called me over pointed to the tv on the wall which happened to be turned to the porn channel with some buxom young lady blowing some guy and said "I want to do to you what that girl is doing to that guy" Mind buzzing from crack smoke contact high I returned to my cab than to the glorious county of Marin