Friday, August 12, 2005

On The Bus... #10 or The Taxi Driver

The bus stops at a junction, pulling alongside a taxi.

Looking into the taxi, it had no passengers save for the driver. He looked to be in his 50's.

He was clutching onto a styrofoam packet (his dinner), and frantically wolfing the food down with the plastic spoon.

He managed to stuff 7 spoons of food into his mouth before the light turned green. He leaves his half-eaten dinner as it is, frantically closing the packet of food and placed it behind his steering wheel on the dashboard.

He then drove off to look for his next fare.

I wouldn't be surprised if he had 3 kids to feed at home, an unemployed wife, and a sick mother to take care of.

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