Gifts
In May I took a woman to a little alley in Noe Valley. She told me that I looked like an elf. She also told me about this book that talks about different types of magical creatures and how you can find out which one you are. Starpeople, she said, might have a spiritual beam going up from their shoulder that connects them to a starship. I made it apparent that this book sounded very interesting to me. When we got to her house, she asked me to wait for a few minutes. When she returned, she handed me a little tiny book by Doreen Virtue called Earth Angels: A Pocket Guide for Incarnated Angels, Elementals, Starpeople, Walk-Ins, and Wizards. She said she didn't need it anymore, but that I did.
The day after the 4th of July I picked up a guy in the Richmond and took him to the Haight. He told me he worked at a restaurant called Pres a Vi in the Presidio. I had never heard of it, and he said that I should come see him sometime. If he had said to stop by, I probably wouldn't have but since he said to come see him, I actually considered it. It made it more personal or something.
That Saturday I took myself and a friend to Pres a Vi. First we sat at the bar and sipped expensive cocktails while we watched my new friend make such cocktails. We each had two, and then we moved over to a table to eat dinner. When we were done eating, we received our check but it didn't have the drinks on it, only the food. I called our waiter and told him that the drinks were missing from our bill. He said "Louie took care of it." My new friend had just hooked us up with $40 worth of cocktails. We tipped him $20 and were very pleased.
A few weeks ago a guy who works for Apple was in my cab. I asked him if it was true that Apple had given every single one of their employees an iPhone. He confirmed the rumor. I told him that I had recently played with an iPhone and that I was considering buying one. He asked me what I didn't like about the iPhone. I told him that sometimes the phone got stuck in locked mode. I also told him that I heard that the headphone jack doesn't fit standard headphones, and that that was no good. I also told him that sometimes the phone didn't respond fast enough to changes in screen orientation. He told me to give him my email address and that he would give me 15 to 20% off when I was ready to buy my iPhone.
Gifts happen.
2 Comments:
It's Tuesday about 6 p.m. I get four guys in my cab at Broadway & Columbus.
"AT&T," they say.
We begin a pleasant conversation. While we're on Montgomery, one guy in back asks me, "do you have plans Wednesday?"
"No, not really," I answer.
"You do now," he smiles, reaching forward to hand me four club-level Giants tickets for Barry Bonds' farewell game the following night.
Nice things do happen sometimeS!
That's amazing! Thanks for sharing.
Post a Comment
<< Home