Wednesday on my walk over to class along 2nd Avenue I saw a man hail a cab. The car slowed to a stop in the general proximity of where the man was standing and I proceeded to cross over to the west side of the street.
Out of nowhere a plump, cantankerous looking woman storms up to the man from behind, grabs his face, and slaps a big wet kiss on his overwhelmed, shocked face. With little worry about being late for class or getting run over by oncoming traffic I stopped in the middle of the street as the woman tried to persuade the man into giving her the cab he had just hailed. The man was nothing short of flabbergasted and tried to shoo her away as he started to enter the cab. As the man got in the woman followed behind and a sort-of cage wrestling match ensued where the man wedged himself between her and the back seat. The woman leaned in for another re-asserting kiss and at this moment the cab begins to drive away. The man and the woman fell ass backwards into the street as the cab drove off into the distance.
The woman got up, dusted herself off, and walked away presumably unscathed. The man collected his things from the ground and continued trying to hail a cab. I walked on to class with the biggest smile I’ve had on my face in a long time.
True Story.
