number 304 taxi

i like to go to the airport by myself in a taxi. it feels way more liberating and you don't have to say good bye as if it's the last even if you are flying to brisbane and back in 2 hours. usually the taxi driver never talks and you are good to start that play list on repeat.

i needed to drop some keys off so someone could shut my windows while i was away. one quick phone call..

'zawads, you home?'
'ifould, yes. what you doing?'
'i talked to rose, i just need to drop some keys off, i'm going today, is that cool?'
'yep i'm here'
...

'was that your husband?'
'ha, no, that was not my husband'
'why was that not your husband?'
'because he is my best friends husband?'
'oh, you don't want him to be your husband?'
'no, i don't want him to be my husband, and i just need to drop something off before we go to the airport'

ok, dispersed the husband talk, and was well on the way, 2 songs into my play list and the conversation starts up again.

'nice weather'
'yes, it's nice'...trying to shut it down so i could go back to love will tear us apart
'where are you going?'
'california'
'oh wow. are you from california?'
'no, i'm from sydney'
'how long have you lived in sydney'

ok, so the playlist was not going to happen. and i embarked on this conversation.

'why you going to california?'
'oh i'm going for a wedding.'
'you are getting married?'
'no, a friend of mine is.'
'you going to marry this man?'
'no my friend is marrying the groom not me...'
'is she more pretty than you?'
'um, (baa haaa), yes, she was way more pretty than me.'
'oh, that is lucky, you sure?'
'yes i am sure she is more pretty than me'
'because the husband want to sleep with you?'
'no he doesn't want to sleep with me he wants to sleep with tulia!'
'oh, that is lucky she is more pretty than you, because on the wedding if you more pretty than her, he will look at you'

...

so that conversation went on more, with the end being me paying the fare, and his parting words being something along the lines of more husband wife stuff...then, as i turned around to wheel my bag away, he slapped me on the ass and said 'husband have could have 2 wives.'

i should have stuck to the playlist...