Taxi Drivers Should Write Blogs

On the way to the office today/tonight, the taxi driver told me how the cab (an old Kia that desperately needed new bushings or shock absorbers) made two of his kids finish college. One of them work for a call center in Makati.

And he told me about his flirtations with women: Pinays in Saudi, returning Japayukis in Manila. He told me the secret that makes him a myth and gives him pride: bolitas.

And another cab driver must have another story in another loaded taxi. How life jumps from cliché to another.