They say things happen in threes. Self-fulfilling prophesy probably. All but two of nine cab rides last week netted great mental stimulation. Two rides were less than one mile. We barely got started and the ride was over.
But the last ride (35 min) was with Joe, from Togo (Africa). Joe is the Father of 17, 13 and 9 year old children. He worked in banking before the economy tanked. Charlotte is second (behind New York City) in US finance industry.
Without me asking, he cleared the front seat and invited me up front. Joe is finishing school to become a CPA.
Life gives you in direct proportion what you ask from it. Even if you’re just another cab driver.