On Saturday night, CN and I went to the East Brunswick Club to see Jen Cloher and The Endless Sea... Jen and the band were absolutely brilliant and hopefully it won't be too long a wait before we see them headlining again.
Trying to get home, however, was not so brilliant. As everyone was purged out of the venue at the same time, there were around 30-40 people waiting for cabs. I had been waiting for a while but was a bit further up the street from the venue so as to get the first cab to come along (up here for thinking...).
Finally, a taxi arrived and I jumped in. As we were about to take off, a woman waiting further down the street flagged us down and asked my cab driver to book her a cab. He politely told her there was no point because it might be half an hour away. Knowing full well how annoying it is to not be able to get home, I asked her where she was going and because it was on my way, said that I would share the cab with her.
She ended up going back to her pack of 10 or so people and had a small conference about my offer - at least that's what I assumed she was doing. While this was going on, my cabbie just wanted to go and leave them all behind, bless him. Eventually, the woman got in the cab and another woman, talking on her mobile phone, hopped into the back seat with me.
As we started driving off, the woman in the backseat was still chatting away and said rather loudly, 'I just jumped in a taxi with two people I don't know. I'd better go.'
What the...?
Anyway, it was all very random and I met two new people... and decided I'm never going to share my cab again. Not with complete strangers, at least.
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I hope for your safety, the cabbie was packin. Thanks for something else I'm going to worry needlessly over.
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