Fairly Foolish Fares
(It’s four am and I’m driving a college-aged girl home.)
Passenger: “Can I ask you a question?”
Me: “Sure.”
Passenger: “You know the ducks in Central Park?”
Me: “Yes?”
Passenger: “Where do they go for the winter? When the lake freezes.”
Me: “I think they fly south.”
Passenger: “Really?”
Me: “To Florida, I think.”
Passenger: “That’s so weird. Are you Jewish?”
Me: “I’m Italian, actually.”
Passenger: “You sound really Jewish.”
Me: “Well, I’m from Long Island. Maybe it’s my accent.”
Passenger: “Can I ask you a personal question?”
Me: “Okay.”
Passenger: “Are people born in 1987 the lost generation?”
Me: “Um…”
(The entire cab ride was like this.)
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