I had a doctor's appointment yesterday morning, and afterwards took a cab from the Upper East Side to my office in Midtown. The driver was a sixtyish woman with a very jaunty blue and white polkadot ribbon in her hair. She told me there was an accident and we needed to stay off the West Side, and then started complaining about the technology that provided that presumably useful information.
"People are crazy! They love their toys, all this technology. But they're slaves! They're all just slaves!"
Then her cell phone rang and she spent the rest of the ride chatting to a friend, occasionally complaining over her shoulder to me about the lousy reception she got in Manhattan.
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