the time that i got into a fight with a cab driver

so today was my first day off from work since january. i probably should have used it in a more resourceful manner but instead i used it to relax a bit. joe and i went to dinner and a movie this evening. we saw monsters vs. aliens in 3D which was awesome. any movie in 3D is good in my opinion though. afterwards we got in a cab and headed home because i refused to walk to the train station, sit on the train for half an hour and then walk another 10 minutes home. all was fine until we arrive home and the cab driver shows his stupidity. i hand him my debit card to which he clearly lets out a huge sigh. awww boohoo, heaven forbid he have to follow the rules. so he grabs a credit card slip (because he wasn’t fancy enough to have one of the machines in the car) only to declare that he doesn’t have a pen. seriously?!? well i was thinking that the ride would be free since he wouldn’t be able to proceed with the transaction. luckily joe pulled a pen out of his car that was parked nearby. he rubs the card to imprint the numbers and hands me back the slip … blank, with nothing else written on it. i had to write in the final cost and was pretty annoyed and pissed off at this point. i took my card and my copy of the receipt and slammed the door. he yelled a friendly “Fuck You” out the window as a parting gift. i proceeded to go inside and report him on the city complaint website.

and that ladies and gentlemen, was my friday evening.