Thursday, December 12, 2013
Follow that Cab!
“Follow that cab!” He told the driver as he pointed to another taxi ahead.
“Which one?” The driver asked, “There’s like a million of them.”
“The one ahead making the left hand turn,” He instructed.
“I’m not sure I can -- ”
“Are you a cop or something? Let me see your badge.”
“No, and I know this is going to sound crazy, but this woman’s body isn’t mine. Just a moment ago I was in the body of the driver of that taxi, and a week before that I had a wonderful life as a hedge fund manager. There’s something about that taxi that swaps bodies, and the only hope I have of getting back in my own body is by getting back in that cab! Please!”
“It’s too late. Sorry, Ma’am. I lost it.”
“I guess I better get used to being called Ma’am,” Brett sighed to himself.