True story
May 10, 2007 | Filed under: Oh The Stupidity You'll See, The District Of Columbia, The Great Moving Caper
“Before we work on artificial intelligence why don’t we do something about natural stupidity?” ~Steve Polyak
Last evening, a beautiful one at that, was my goodbye party. On a roof top deck where I imbibed more than one drink (gasp!) and cried. It was a wonderful time with my absolute favorite people in the world.
Then on the way home, this conversation took place:
Scene: DC Cab on U Street after a quick stop at Ben’s Chilli Bowl
Him: Where are you from?
Me: New York
Him: Oh, I can tell. You just don’t sound like you’re from around here
10 minutes later
Me: You can stop here
Him: What’s the fare?
Me: $8.80
Him: (looking at me from the rearview mirror and sounding truly shocked) You just sound so much like how the white people talk. You sound like those white girls.
Me: and for that? You’re getting EXACT CHANGE (proceeds to count out 80 cents in NICKLES and PENNIES) (ass)
heather anne says:
Exact Change! Awesome.
Hell yeah, I gave him exact change. How rude is that though?
heather b (the other one) says:
wait? those white girls? which ones? like me? like classy ones? i’m totally not classy.
i mean, i am a white girl, but i sound like a loud ass, obnoxious south philadelphia fishwife with the HEEEY YOOU GUYYYYYYYS. (not sloth like, whiney like)
What exactly does a ‘white girl’ sound like? I didn’t know that there was a specific noise or anything. I’m not sure whether or not I should be offended or what. But yeah, that’s a nice little chunk of change he has now.
LisaBinDaCity says:
You look happy!
Looped but happy
Why thank you. That’s my ‘I’m kinda buzzed’/'come hither’ face
LisaBinDaCity says:
What’s with my name on the left column? It got cut off!
Yeah, I dunno. I’ll see about fixing that
heather b (the other one) says:
come to philadelphia and call me when you’re on my corner. i will lean out my window and be like HEEEEEEEEEEY and you will say “oh god. that’s awful. how does she have any friends?”
and it’s a shame you did not have eighty pennies for him.
I’m actually planning a trip to Philly sometime this summer. So we’ll test out your voice then.
GreenCanary says:
I would have licked the bills before I handed them to him one… at… a… time.
Damn, had I not been drunk, I would have thought of that.
Gooseberried says:
I wonder what white girls sound like?
Sounds to me like he has no idea what he’s talking about. If he “could tell” that you were from NY, he would have asked, “Are you from NY?” to begin with.
I tell ya, I would not be able to handle the east coast. Totally not strong enough. Way to stick up for yourself though!
Yeah, I have no clue as to what white girls sound like either. Thus the confusion and general disdain towards the cab driver
Jo says:
Why only pictures of me?
I had a great time last night. You will be missed even though you probably won’t miss DC Cabdrivers.
Ummm because you’re pretty? I dunno, I just picked two that were good. You love it. It’s like the Jozaff show over here.
Arjewtino says:
My GOD I am a gifted photographer.
And oh so modest.
Isabel says:
I think that picture of you is gorgeous. You can tell a lot by just looking at it.
(and also, your nails look AWESOME. Good girl.)
Tell a lot? Like perhaps that I really like my beer? Or that I’m ridiculously happy that all of my favorite people came out? And the nails were a lovely touch.
Dagny says:
I absolutely love that you gave him exact change. I hope there were a lot of pennies involved.
metalia says:
I love the pictures; you look so pretty. The cab driver, however….my mind is boggled.
mdvelazquez says:
I love that photo of you. You look beautiful … skin, nails, everything.
What an uneducated ass!
HollowSquirrel says:
Looks like a beautiful night, up until the asshat cab driver.
When do you move huh huh huh huh?
Angela says:
Looks like a fun party! But oh my heck, what a comment…
Em says:
A roof top party? Agh, that would be so great … especially on a beautiful May evening. How special.
Good luck to you!!!
Fraulein N says:
I like that he calls them The White People, as though they are some rare tribe he’s never encountered.