West Village to Tribeca
Each time I said something to the cab driver, he would repeat it to me incorrectly. As in a whole other word. I'm used to this, as many of you know. So I would say it again and then he would spell it. Incorrectly. Again, a whole other word. Finally I would spell it and all was fine and we were on our way. This happened, no joke, back and forth for almost ten minutes.
Each time I said something to the cab driver, he would repeat it to me incorrectly. As in a whole other word. I'm used to this, as many of you know. So I would say it again and then he would spell it. Incorrectly. Again, a whole other word. Finally I would spell it and all was fine and we were on our way. This happened, no joke, back and forth for almost ten minutes.
posted by j at 5:17 AM
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what, you didn't have your translator with you?
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