Michele says I need a car. Obviously she has never lived in a truly urban city. Public transportation, zip car, and taxis, "Oh My!". Having a car in SF is highly overrated. If I had a car I would never have had the opportunity to see SF kindness displayed first hand tonight.
Preparation for tomorrow night's dinner required me to buy a crockpot. That required me to go to BB&B. Wanting to kill two birds with one stone, I decided to leave the celly cell at home and make like Gump and run run run.
Crockpot in hand (and a few other things for Red) I asked the clerk, "Can you please call me a cab?". The clerk responds, "You're a cab!". Ok, funny guy. 30 minutes later and still no cab. I proceed to ask again (third attempt) for a cab. This time, a woman in line says, "I'll take you.".
My initial reaction was STRANGER Will Robinson! Then I thought about it some more and decided that it was way too cold, I had waited way too long, and hell... she didn't look "too" threatening.
Casual conversation, short ride home, she winds up finally saying that she is actually driving in the opposite direction she needs to go. But, she wanted to show kindness to a recent transplant to SF and that I should just pay the kindness forward. I offered to pay her $20. She enthusiastically declined.
Now, I can't say with a 100% C.I. that this would never have happened in LA or NY. But, yeah...these San Franciscans are a very different breed. Point goes to SF. Thanks Issa (sp).
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