Paper, or Plastic?
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Running uber late this morning, jumped in a cab. I had to, it was the only way I was going to make it to work on time. (thinks to self, this is starting to sound like the opening rhymes of the "Saved by The Bell" theme song) Got to my building, and handed the cabbie my credit card. No cash on hand -- it happens. He looked at me like I'd just stabbed his mother.

NOTE TO CHICAGO CAB DRIVERS: Mayor Daley is a good guy. He mandated that all cabs have credit card functionality for losers like me who never have enough cash in their wallets. Money is money, regardless of form. Lucky for you, I'm still going to tip your jackass self because that's just the way I am. As for the rest of your anger, well...get over it.