So I had occasion to be sitting outside Union Station on Tuesday evening. My train had arrived quite late, making a spousely pick-up a better option that the bus, so I was waiting out at 17th and Wynkoop, surrounded by luggage, waiting for my husband to arrive, and playing on my laptop to pass the time.

And every few minutes I would have to stop what I was doing, look up, and shake my head to get a taxicab to shut up honking at me. Apparently, simply having luggage is universal speak for “Want taxi plzzzz k lol”.

Look. If I wanted to take a taxi, you’d hardly have to honk to get my attention, would you? I’d bloody well be staring at the street trying to flag one of you down! So shut the honk up!

*Sigh* This rant brought to you by travel-frazzled nerves and sheer annoyance. Share and enjoy.

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