In New York, a car service. In Rochester, confusing, but probably that you would pay to park at the airport, but were saying it weird.
ETA In Rochester, you can only call a cab, you can't hail one. My BFF's husband, when deep in his alcoholism (he has been sober for 10 years now) somehow hailed a cab in Rochester to take him home from the hospital in a hospital gown, and she refused to pay them It was horrible at the time, but funny now- I don't even know how he did it!
somehow hailed a cab in Rochester to take him home from the hospital in a hospital gown
Ha! I'm sure it wasn't funny at the time, but it made me laugh. Yeah, if I were her I'd probably refuse too.
Wow, that's like the definition of comedy = tragedy + time.
I made two phone calls. I would like to nap now.
Just FYI, appropo to no discussion, ever, I joined Linked In probably in a previous century. I have lost both login and password, and LI won't let me unsubscribe unless I'm logged in, and won't give me a new password unless I'm logged in, and so, your invitations aren't exactly being ignored, but they will undoubtedly go unanswered until Linked In itself collapses in a massive internet collapse and inversion and is lost in time.
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People are viewing our house again tomorrow to choose between making an offer on it or another one in our complex. So tomorrow morning, I'd appreciate it if everyone could please direct vibes at these people so they choose the right house.
(Our house.)
May the other house have an inexplicable invasion of noisy starlings just outside the master bedroom window.
Timelies all!
House-choosing ~ma, Dana.
May the house choice be in your favor.
Since our house sold, I waft all our House-Ma to your place.