My first ride of the night was a young woman I was taking home. It was the week that the high schools were going back into session and as she got out, I asked her if she was ready to go back to classes tomorrow.
She laughed and said, “Uhm, I’m 35 years old…”
I apologized profusely and told her I meant no offense.
I watched her laugh all the way to her front door.
I imagined I would be getting no tip from her.
And I didn't.
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