I wasn't going to even take a cab, I was going to just walk to SoHo because it was beautiful out, but it just got too hot and I was tired of sweating.
His name was Paul Abrahami and he struck up conversation instantly.
"What are you a tom girl boy or whatever?" he asked me.
He wasn't being rude. He was curious and just trying to get a feel for me.
"Haha, yeah, I guess I'm a tomboy."
"Do you punch people in the face?"
"Nope, no punching in the face. I'm a friendly tomboy."
"Friendly tomboy?" he was skeptical.
It didn't take long for him to realize I wasn't going to punch him in the face, and he quickly segued into telling me how everyone tells him that he looks like Robert DeNiro. I got great impersonations and everything. He also asked me to set him up with a woman, but not a Jewish one. I told him I'd keep my eyes open. And Paul, if you're reading this (like you said you would), I promise I will keep my eyes open.
Paul was a great guy who told me how much he loves "the gays" and how we're the best clients he ever has. Apparently we tip really well and only act up after a few drinks. I have to say, I'm perfectly content with that generalization.
He also shared his dream of being in an independent film about a cab driver.. but it won't be called Taxi Driver, it will be called Cabbie, and he won't say "hey, you talkin' to me?" I told him that if I came across any writers, I'd hook him up with that as well. Hopefully I find a nice woman or a writer because I'd really like to help Paul out. Paul, I'm being sincere-- I am going to try my hardest for you.
...I agree, the nicest cab ride one may have in NYC...;-)
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