…rubes
Posted by Mauri on June 11, 2008
Rubes! The moment we stepped out into the New York City air we were spotted for…rubes!
(Maybe it was my burnt orange luggage.) A well-dressed man with some kind of accent approached us…as though he was a taxi driver. The fact he wasn’t driving a taxi should’ve been a clue. Non-rubes probably would’ve avoided the brief conversation altogether about a $45 flat rate to Queens (where our hotel is)…it took us novices just a minute longer to head for the yellow cars and gladly pay the $15 metered fare to a taxi driver (driving a real taxi).
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