cabbie, my cabbie

once again, i attract the weirdest cabbies in the world. coming back from work tonight, i thought i was lucky to get a cab right outside the building... well, the cabbie was some sort of a calypso music aficionado, because he spent the entire ride giving me a cliff notes education on it. in between blaring the music and lowering it so he could yell back at me, i learned about the caribbean, about calypso superstars, about lyrics meanings and how girls dance when they're trying to attract a guy.... no, i'm not lying. why, people, why?