(Joke) So this clergyman dies...
and goes to heaven, where he is met and greeted by St. Peter. He is told that his arrival was expected and planned for. A house was made ready for him in which to spend eternity. Before being brought to his new home, St. Peter explains that in heaven everyone is given a house, the value and size of which are commensurate with that person's lifetime value to God. That is, the more valuable your lifetime work was to God, the greater value will your eternal abode have.
He is then taken to a fine, if modest dwelling. It contains all furnishings and amenities needed to make him comfortable. He is pleased until, a few days later, on a stroll through his new neighborhood, he comes across an opulent mansion much bigger and grander than his. He tries to guess whose house that could be. He had been a faithful worker in his efforts to bring his congregants closer to God, so whoever lived there must have been a heavy hitter in the field of religion, possibly a pope or someone of similar status in another faith.
His curiosity (and, dare I say it?) envy took over, so he went back to St.Peter to find out who the owner of that mansion was. St. Peter says, "Oh that house? That fellow was a taxi driver in New York."
The clergyman can't believe his ears. He had worked his entire life to bring people closer to God, and this person who wasn't even in the religious field outscores him. He asks St. Peter to help him to understand this mystery.
St. Pete explains, "Simple: when you preached, people slept, When he drove, People prayed."
I prayed too during my first and only NYC cab ride. And I sucked in my breath trying to make us thinner.
NMGal wrote:
I prayed too during my first and only NYC cab ride. And I sucked in my breath trying to make us thinner.
Try a Tokyo cab ride. When I was there in the late 60s I think they were mostly wannabe Kamakazi pilots.
pmorin
Loc: Huntington Beach, Palm Springs
robertjerl wrote:
Try a Tokyo cab ride. When I was there in the late 60s I think they were mostly wannabe Kamakazi pilots.
Osan South Korea. The streets are really just 10’ wide alleys and the cabs do about a zillion mph between the pedestrians and carts.
Or you could just try to get on the freeway behind anyone in Pittsburg. What does merge mean?
pmorin wrote:
Osan South Korea. The streets are really just 10’ wide alleys and the cabs do about a zillion mph between the pedestrians and carts.
Or you could just try to get on the freeway behind anyone in Pittsburg. What does merge mean?
I used to commute from Azusa to LA and then East LA, then from Corona to East LA to the schools where I taught. And for a month or so I did it on a motorcycle when my van was recalled to be repainted. Azusa on the 605 to the 60 to East LA. Before 7AM when traffic was heavy but still moving at least 10-15 mph over the posted limit. I had one lady look at me riding next to her driver's door, smile and change lanes into me. Good thing my bike could accelerate like a bat out of hell.
From my days in the Navy I recall taxi drivers in European cities that made me cringe and say a few prayers.
Have to agree about the kamikaze cabs in Japan during the Sixties.
Rajburi Thailand- 6 lane highway, 10 cars abreast all trying to stay in front of the ambulance.
Speaking of taxicabs... The Cabbie pulled over and allowed a man to get in. Along the way, the passenger had a question, so he tapped the Cabbie on the shoulder and the Cabbie went ballistic!
He let out a scream, pulled over the the curb and just sat there. The passenger said, "What happened? I just wanted to get your attention."
The Cabbie apologized and said, "This is my first day on this job and my mind was elsewhere.. Yesterday I was driving a hearse!"
robertjerl wrote:
Try a Tokyo cab ride. When I was there in the late 60s I think they were mostly wannabe Kamakazi pilots.
I was in Tokyo in 61, took a ride in the cheap taxi, sobered up in a hurry!
FrankR wrote:
Have to agree about the kamikaze cabs in Japan during the Sixties.
oregon don wrote:
I was in Tokyo in 61, took a ride in the cheap taxi, sobered up in a hurry!
There were 4 of us on R & R from Nam and I usually took the "shotgun seat" next to the driver. I had a real "interesting" view of Toyko traffic.
Sort of like the "trench run" in the Star Wars attack on the Death Star.
pmorin wrote:
Osan South Korea. The streets are really just 10’ wide alleys and the cabs do about a zillion mph between the pedestrians and carts.
Or you could just try to get on the freeway behind anyone in Pittsburg. What does merge mean?
I agree about the Pittsburgh comment. I have driven in heavy traffic in Los Angeles, Denver, New York and a few other places come to mind, Seattle and I-95. Drivers in Pittsburgh seem to not want to let you merge from one lane to another. I have at least twice aborted my lane change and gotten off at the next exit to try again. Better to be safe than sorry. Yes my turn signal was on each time.
March 5th I will try it again to be there for my granddaughter's 11th birthday and her sisters 2nd birthday. We will see how it goes this time.
Dennis
I read about a guy who had an old Army 3/4 ton truck to commute in. Had oversize bumper stickers on front, back and both sides:
"My body shop is a spray can of OD Green paint. What's yours?" He claimed to have few problems when changing lanes etc.
Jeepney rides in the Philippines and they don't believe in rules of the road.
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