Buckrub
01-29-2015, 05:59 PM
He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Frank."
Passenger: "Who?"
Cabbie: "Frank Feldman... He's a guy who did everything right all the
time. Like my coming along exactly when you needed a cab; things
happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody"
Cabbie: "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have
won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang
like an opera baritone, and danced like a Broadway star. And you
should have heard him play the piano! He was an amazing guy."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was somebody really special."
Cabbie: "Oh heck, there's more. He had a memory like a computer. He
remembered everybody's birthday and anniversary too. He knew all about
wine, which foods to order, and which fork to eat it with. And he
could fix anything. Not like me, I change a fuse, and the w hole street
blacks out. But Frank Feldman, he could do everything right"
Passenger: "Wow, some guy then."
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid
traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them, or take
the wrong route. But Frank, he never made mistakes, and he really knew
how to treat a woman and make them feel good. He would never argue
back, even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always
immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! I never
knew him to make a mistake! No one could ever measure up to Frank
Feldman."
Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "Well... I never actually met Frank. He died, and I married his
wife.
Passenger: "Who?"
Cabbie: "Frank Feldman... He's a guy who did everything right all the
time. Like my coming along exactly when you needed a cab; things
happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody"
Cabbie: "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have
won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang
like an opera baritone, and danced like a Broadway star. And you
should have heard him play the piano! He was an amazing guy."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was somebody really special."
Cabbie: "Oh heck, there's more. He had a memory like a computer. He
remembered everybody's birthday and anniversary too. He knew all about
wine, which foods to order, and which fork to eat it with. And he
could fix anything. Not like me, I change a fuse, and the w hole street
blacks out. But Frank Feldman, he could do everything right"
Passenger: "Wow, some guy then."
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid
traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them, or take
the wrong route. But Frank, he never made mistakes, and he really knew
how to treat a woman and make them feel good. He would never argue
back, even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always
immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! I never
knew him to make a mistake! No one could ever measure up to Frank
Feldman."
Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "Well... I never actually met Frank. He died, and I married his
wife.