cab

Some days ago I took a cab to get home from work. Some cab drivers are talkative and I generally don’t mind because I’m talkative myself, so I didn’t mind answering this man’s questions which started pretty broad (as usual) then became more and more personal. We got to the topic of romantic relationships, then the man started asking about my sexual relationships, and I tried to answer vaguelly because I was obviously unconfortable but I didn’t want to seem “uncool” or rude if i told him I don’t wanna talk about this anymore. But I didn’t tell him and this jerk continued asking sexual questions until I said “I don’t wanna answer this question, let’s talk about something else”. I hate that I did this, because by asking to change the subject he believed I somehow stil wanted to know about his sexual life or that he could continue aking about mine. I got off the cab as fast as I was close to my house but because of the rush I forgot a piece of my luggage in his car. The next day this man called me so that we could meet up and he could give me back my piece of luggage. I reluctantly agreed to meet him, mostly because my luggage was important to me. When we met, this idiot made me pay him a stupid fee for him moving to the meeting place to give me my stuff back, stuff that I wouldn’t have forgotten if he hadn’t been fricking creepy and disgusting during the ride! I paid him his stupid fee to just get over with it. I guess I’m writing this because I’m really mad at myself because I wasn’t brave enough to tell him clearly to shut up during the car ride and that I ended up paying extra money just for him to fix something that this man himself caused!