They sell fried fish in the back of the shop if you're hungry. The fish has some rubbery taste for some reason but it's pretty good, I think. I enjoy watching the interaction among the mechanics. They are from Pakistan, India, Vietnam, El Salvador and Eritrea, and they accuse each other of not understanding English.
I took out my cab last night with the newly installed transmission, and it runs like a champ. Job well done Raul!
I ran in to this gal that I went to college with the other night at Whole Foods on P street, and we're going to hang out tonight. I was surprised that she never married because back in college every creep wanted to get in to her pants because she was hot and smart.
God! I think I need to go to the bathroom, it might be something I ate, I don't know!
Please don't forget the homeless,
Mad Cabbie.
