So when I get off work late on a Tuesday night I'm still too much of a cheapskate to get a cab. I take the 42. Waiting at the busstop last night, I gazed dreamily at the limo stopped at a light in front of me. "mmm take me home" I wished.
The limo window rolled down. The driver asked, "Need a ride?"
I pulled one of the 'look behind me you can't be talking to me - me?' moves. Then hopped in. This was my first limo trip ever. He dropped me off at my apartment just as kindly as could be.
Nice.
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