2 days ago
Sunday Story Time. Taxis are not my thing. I don’t like being in one. I don’t have anything against them, but I’d rather walk or *cough cough* Uber. This one time, we went out to celebrate one of the boy’s birthday. We went to watch a live performance, and it was bite-the-back-of-your-hand amazing! I wasn’t what you’d call conscious about my whereabouts (that’s another story). It was time to go to bed, so I walked from downtown Vancouver to VGH (my neighbourhood). The moment I get into bed, I receive a message from a friend asking me to come out. It was shortly after 2 am. I got into my car, which was when I realized that I wasn’t fit to drive since I thought my volume knob was my engine start button. I made the smart decision to walk back to downtown instead. Running out of breath, I decided to stop being stubborn and take a cab. Immediately, I find one. I get in, hardly able to speak. Taxi driver asks, “how are you?” I respond, “I don’t think I’m doing well. I haven’t gotten in a cab in years and here I am going back to downtown Vancouver in a cab when I should be home in bed sleeping.” With a straight face, he responds, “what’s her name?” I didn’t tell him a name, but I did think to myself that in a saturated world as mine, I found someone that stood out... so yeah so when I was a kid, I nicknamed myself crazy taxi. @sam.abadi thinks I suck at story telling. I don’t disagree. #CreatorsOfVancity
Shot on Sony Alpha A7Riii
Sigma FE 20 F1.4 ART
White Balance: daytime
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