Dear Cabbie: Some people say that I'm an angry black woman. Those f&*+* people make me so mad, I could spit. --M.O., Washington, D.C.
Dear M.O: Don't spit in my cab, lady. You got in here and told me to hurry up before you even shut the goddam door. This is not DC -- there's traffic in this city. You gotta problem with that? Hurry in New York? Fuggedaboudit. Face the fact, lady, you're an angry person. Shaddup and get over it. And don't forget the tip.-- Cabbie
Dear M.O: Don't spit in my cab, lady. You got in here and told me to hurry up before you even shut the goddam door. This is not DC -- there's traffic in this city. You gotta problem with that? Hurry in New York? Fuggedaboudit. Face the fact, lady, you're an angry person. Shaddup and get over it. And don't forget the tip.-- Cabbie