Driving the Oak Bar
Plowed on scotch and soda
While I long ago grew tired of escort stories, I can’t say the same for cabby anecdotes. I don’t know exactly what it is but even the most boring hack can hold me spellbound with the recounting of some surreal event that happened to him (or her) behind the wheel.
Enter my buddy John…now retired from the biz. Though I’ve known him for over 30 years, I still…