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I'm home from Boston! Took me about an hour on tech support to get my internet back up, but I'm sure you're happy to know that not once did I break down crying screaming, 'Why? Why me?!?!?' to the heavens.
Since my client was across the street from my hotel, I didn't need a car. However, I did need a cab to drive me to the airport. The secretary called the cab company, and by the time I was done with work, the cab driver was downstairs waiting.
He came out of the car and the first thing I thought was 'He looks like Quentin Tarantino.' A shorter, hairier, creepier Tarantino with bad posture. He was nice, though, trying to make conversation and helping me put all my stuff in the taxi.
So we're in the taxi, making small talk (which I hate) and he has some foriegn accent, sounding Eastern European. Then my mind started wandering - if I would have guessed his ethnic background, I would have said Transylvanian. It just had a very Dracula sound to it, but a deeper, slower Dracula. Then I realized who he reminded me of. Igor. The hunchbacked guy that's always in the dark recesses of any castle, always ready to help Dr. Frankenstein or make sure that the lab is prepared.
He asks me where I'm from, I say Chicago. He laughs, and then states that it doesn't look like I'm there because I have such a dark tan. (What?!? I'm totally turning Redpac white!) He was nice enough. I felt bad that he probably lost his job at the evil scientist's lab in the homeland.
Then he asked me, "Are you a scientist?" Which really made me want to laugh out loud, since only a moment before I was imagining him, as Frankenstein, hook up Frankenstein's monster to the table, waiting for lightening to come. I shook my head no. "I work on computers," I informed him.
"Oh! Computers! So you're still a scientist - a computer scientist!"
"Um, yeah, I guess I am!"
"Wow. That's great," he said, and I swear he looked wistfully out the window, thinking of happier days with his own scientist boss, bringing monsters to life in the middle of the night and casting spells with eye of newt.
Ahh...never a dull moment in a cab, I tell ya.
Posted by Yano at February 4, 2005 02:27 AMOooh, but it sounds so much more technical and interesting than just saying you work on or with PC's. LOL. ;)
Posted by: Alison on February 4, 2005 08:08 AMMaybe he reads minds and knew what you were thinking.
Posted by: Luna on February 4, 2005 08:49 AMmaybe he was looking for a new... specimen for his maaaaaster's lab.
Your name isn't Abbey Normal, is it?
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Posted by: birdwoman on February 4, 2005 01:37 PM
