Tomorrow Comes Twice
I am playing cards with some friends when one of them, a cabbie by profession, gets a phone call. In the silence of the small room, we can hear both sides.
Caller: “Interpreted call for [Rider].”
Friend: “Go ahead.”
Caller: “She needs to be driven to a few locations at 2:00 pm tomorrow.”
Friend: “I’m sorry, I can’t. I am already booked tomorrow at 2:00 pm.”
Caller: “Why not?”
There are some funny looks and quiet laughs from the rest of us.
Friend: “Because… I have other clients?”
Caller: “How about the fourteenth at 2:00 pm?”
Friend: “Okay… Wait! Tomorrow is the fourteenth!”
Question of the Week
What’s the kindest act you’ve ever experienced?