Can I call you Taxi driver? because I don’t know your name. There has been so many and honestly, why learn your name when our time together is so short. Why bother? All I want to do is get from point A to point B. No, I don’t want to hear about how you get ripped off by “Non-Jordanian Arabs”, how you think I should walk to my destination because it’s good to “exercise”, or how a short trip lasts 30 minutes when it should only take 10 minutes, or how you just can’t go there because it’s too “busy”.
Well, I have a news flash for you. I will no longer need your services. I got my own ride now and I don’t have to deal with your issues anymore. I can happily listen to whatever station I want. Sing at the top of my lungs. Talk on the phone without being eavesdropped on and not questioned about how I look “foreign”
It feels good to be free from your evil clutches. I’m ready for this new adventure.
So, take care or don’t. Just stay out of my way!