"literally" picked up

saturday night was a frenzy of social outings- much busier than i've been of late. shopping in soho with the boy in the afternoon, dinner with theng and q2, then drinks with celestial at verlaine. after one round, we decided to go to schillers and continued to catch up. after another round, we decided to leave and i planned to make my way to willie-b. celestial was on the fence about heading home, out, or to a friend's so she hopped into my cab with me. i did my best to convince her to come along to no avail.

cabbie: where to?


v: williamsburg, just get off at the first exit off the bridge.


celestial: can we make two stops?


v: c'mon, you should come with me to williamsburg. it's gonna be a lot of fun.


celestial: i duno. i'm really beat.


cabbie: yea, the night is young. you should party. i'll come with you.


v: you don't have to stay out all that late. . . you're gonna have a good time!


cabbie: so where should i take you?



celestial: V, i think you should go ahead adn have a great time. i'm so glad we got to catch up.


v: ok i will, be good-bye!


cabbie: so to williamsburg?


v: yep, n9th and kent. i'll show you how to go.


cabbie: so where are you going? to a party? we should party together!


v: something like that. i'm going to meet up with my boyfriend and some friends for a couple drinks.


cabbie: so where do you live? i can wait around and pick you back up later.


v: no, it's okay. i have a ride.


cabbie: what's your name?


v: V. what's yours.


cabbie: amir


v: nice to meet you. so amir, do you flirt with every female passenger that rides in your cab?


cabbie: no no no. not at all.


v: don't you have a girlfriend or something?


cabbie: yes. but she's not like you. it's not so serious. can i get your number? i can pick you up later or i can come in and get a drink with you. we can hang out.


v: no i don't think so. i told you i have a boyfriend already. i'm not that kind of girl.


cabbie: i didn't say you were that kind of girl. no one is like that.


v: ok, here we are. can i get $11 back?


cabbie: ok. i really don't mind waiting to give you a ride. here i'll park my car and come in.


v: realizing that amir was not goin to give up and that he seemed relatively harmless, i conceded. ok, but my boyfriend is inside you know.


amir muttered "sure sure" as he followed me. my friend was waiting outside to show me where the unmarked door was. we went inside and the boy and his friends were sitting around a back corner table. i made the introductions as we sat down.

cabbie: you weren't joking! your boyfriend is here. i feel weird.

v: of course i wasn't. it's fine, really not a big deal. you might as well have a drink while you are here.

cabbie: um. . no now i feel really weird. i'm sorry. thanks for everything. you all have a good night.

ith that, amir left. . . certainly the first time a cab driver has tried to pick me up and while i was initially annoyed, i had to give the guy a lot of credit for his chops!