Standing for Others & Cabbies
Heidar el Rizza stood at 4th and Pine for his fellow brothers who lay fallen for freedom in Saudi Arabia. His children and relatives also joined him holding flags. He said, “This is very, very bad and not right. Someone has to stand for them.” I agree.
Here’s to peace. Here’s to freedom for everyone.
Sometimes I work late and opt to take a cab home to be safe. I don’t ever feel all that unsafe in Seattle but it’s best to, well, be safe. Heh. I love talking with cabbies. They have so much insight into a world I’ve never visited, typically. I don’t think I’ve ever met an American cabbie who drives in America. They’re mostly foreigners. I’ve spoken with people from Morocco, Egypt, Sudan, Kenya, South Africa, India, Somalia and even this tiny little country Eritrea. I had never heard of this small country. I was rather embarrassed but happy to be educated.
Cabbies have a reputation for ripping people off. Stealing, basically. Especially when they know the customer is a tourist. NY cabbies have a terrible name. It’s likely I have never noticed but I can’t remember this happening to me. But I am also very friendly and kind to them. Perhaps that makes a difference. I make conversation unless its clear they aren’t interested (sometimes I am not interested either). I ask them about their lives, where they’re from, how long have they been driving, about their families. They are people and they have amazing things to share.
Last week I asked my cabbie if he liked his job. “No. I do not. Its terrible work.”
“Good,” I said. “If you had told me you loved it I would have thought you were a liar.” We laughed.
“So what do you want to do?”
He told me he was unsure. He thought of going back to school but said he was too old. He was in his 50s.
“You’re never too old! The only time is now. I believe in you, man! If you want to do it, you can and you should for your own honor if it’s what you want.” He laughed, and missed my stop by 2 blocks, then said it was likely he would go to school.
I’m happy for him. There are very few things people are “too old” or “too young” to do. Very few.