Once upon a time there was a server/bartender who was having a bad Friday night at work. Most of his tables were annoying, some were bad tippers, a few were okay and then there was the whole 'gross out' situation at table 32. (Don't ask.) As our hero slogged through yet another night in the hospitality industry questioning his choices in life, his lack of direction, the strange stain on his shirt sleeve, and resisting the overwhelming urge to spit in someone's face he began to get a little, teesny, tiny bit aggravated. The thought of facing a double shift the following day nearly brought tears to our hero's rugged, yet sensitive eyes.
Fortunately the night ends, as they always do and will. Our server/bartender hailed a cab because he had missed the last train of the evening, and didn't feel like waiting in the snowstorm for a bus. Up pulled a taxi and in jumped our hero... into... the happiest cab ride ever!
Sydney E. Bennett, a black man with a cowboy hat and a smile, drives the best cab in the Windy City. An old newspaper article posted to the ceiling dubbed him the Christmas Cabbie. There was mistletoe, a disco ball, red garland, white garland and more garland, Xmas lights, neon lights, Valentine's Day decorations, and a candy tray hanging on the front wall. He blasted Parliament on the radio and flicked on his lights, alternating, to the music! They were just groovin' and bouncin' as they crept through slush-filled streets listening to George Clinton and his funky beats!
And the awful night at a mediocre job was nearly forgotten during the $8 journey!
1 comment:
I want to meet the CHRISTMAS CABBIE!!! He sounds amazing. Are you going to include him as a character in one of you many writing endeavors. I think you should.
much love from me to you
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