Once upon a time I was riding in the back of a taxi in Washington, D.C..
I asked the driver if it would bother him if I filed my nails. Some people go ballistic with that 'screecha screecha" sound.
"Lady," he responded "with what I have to deal with every day, if I let a little thing like that bother me they'd lock me up in a loony bin!"
Tonight on my way home in another taxi those words of wisdom reverberated in my head…
Well, he informed me today was only his second day driving - ever… and he proved it!
He was going 10 mph in 25 mph NYC traffic, suddenly jamming on the brakes when nothing was there, and finally going right through a red light…
"Uh," I gasped," you have to wait for the light to turn green!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you," he smiled, "You are so kind!"
I kept thinking of the nail file guy and reminding myself that I certainly didn't want to end up in that loony bin…
What do ya say?
Do you let those little things throw you off?