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A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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A few days in on my first trip to New York City, I had decided to visit Central Park. On the subway there, I (Korean-American) noticed out of the corner of my eye an elderly Asian woman who was sitting right next to me, keep staring at me then looking away multiple times. After a few minutes of this, I stared right back at her and she asked me, "Ni zhong guo ren?" (are you Chinese)? Luckily, I was almost done graduat…

That is a beautiful and heartwarming story. I am happy to observe that people like you are not unusual in New York. I have had several visits there where I stood trying to orient myself, and locals would stop and ask me where I wanted to go. And it’s not like I’m an attractive woman or anything.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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post #33

Earlier quoted context omitted.

It was such a good story I was sure I'd read it before on here and well worth another read

Is there a movie about a similar story? We've talked about something vaguely resembling Kent's post with my mom last week and I don't think she has seen this in writing (certainly not on HN, ha).

There is a 2022 french movie with the same premise (an elderly woman on her way to a hospice asks the taxi driver to drive her through Paris):

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt14586118/

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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Let's play devil's advocate.

This person was going to die soon anyway. They'd only live with the disappointment of their last ride to hospice for a few weeks/months anyway.

What difference does it really make, to be lonely for a few weeks at the end of your life vs having one moment of joy?

I'm sure this person suffered and was lonely on their way out anyway. I doubt that cab ride meant much as they were struggling to breath at the end.

Aside from which, why do we think it matters more what happens at the end of a person's life? Either it all matters or none of it does, and these days I'm inclined toward the latter, in case you haven't already gathered that.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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> it was possible to believe that I had been placed on earth for the sole purpose of providing her with that last ride. I suspect that a lot of people have a "heroism gene". In situations in which they're doing something selfless, and nothing matters other than helping the person before them who really needs it, there's an implicit "this is my purpose" or "this is what we do". I've wondered where that comes from, nat…

I did this for a friend once--housed a friend for 8 months during the pandemic--and it turned out they were just using me and deepening their addiction.

I don't really believe in caring about people anymore.

I argued against that conclusion, but I lost.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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Let's play devil's advocate. This person was going to die soon anyway. They'd only live with the disappointment of their last ride to hospice for a few weeks/months anyway. What difference does it really make, to be lonely for a few weeks at the end of your life vs having one moment of joy? I'm sure this person suffered and was lonely on their way out anyway. I doubt that cab ride meant much as they were struggling t…

The devil has enough advocates, Keanu.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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I used to work for the fruit companies senior support.

We didn't technically have the capacity for long term relationships with customers, but one woman had a lot of trouble with her fruitpad. She had MS, and her fingers didn't work. So she kept getting angrier and angrier at tier 1 support people who were granted completely useless.

Her issue is that she needed 12 attempts at everything because of her hands, and because of her age she needed the instructions every time. Simple things like, purchasing a song and downloading it were quite an ordeal for her.

After the first time we spoke, I left the ticket open with a note that I had to follow up for some reason. And I did. And we got to talking. She was in an old age home where her kids had left her before they went overseas. She didn't resent them at all tbh, in fact she needed her fruitpad to communicate with them. We left the first ticket open for a month and communicated back and forth. I don't know if management caught wind but they certainly didn't intervene. I guess I just kept her company after a certain point. She always had a book or something she needed adding, and that would always without fail turn into a minimum 1 hour phone call. But seniority bought be a lot of leeway with my stats and honestly I didn't give a shit. We talked about what her kids were up to, and who the worst nurse was that sort of thing.

One day I was handed a new contract to sign that would also give a large blue entity first dibs on anything I built at home. I had just signed on to a software project with a friend and wasn't going to sign his hard work away. They walked me out of the building because it was too hard to get the large blue legal firm to change a contract. So I never got to say goodbye.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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I wrote a similar story once, but it was about my experience as a passenger. I think OP is spot-on about the cab being a confessional. I spent a large chunk of my life in cabs before I got my motorcycle, and I always liked talking to cabbies. On better days I'd ask them about their lives, on worse ones I'd talk about mine. It's nice to know it's appreciated/welcome.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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I wrote a similar story once, but it was about my experience as a passenger. I think OP is spot-on about the cab being a confessional. I spent a large chunk of my life in cabs before I got my motorcycle, and I always liked talking to cabbies. On better days I'd ask them about their lives, on worse ones I'd talk about mine. It's nice to know it's appreciated/welcome.

I drove a cab maybe twice in my life, I mostly drive in Ubers. On the rare occasion the driver actually wants to talk I always get something interesting out of it. I remember driving to a friend once, and, as per usual I had selected a nearby Google location as the point of drop-off. Turns out it was a sales office for that particular block of flats and I ended getting a 20-minute-long lecture from the driver, who had previously worked on constructing such blocks (very common type of new (2010-) buildings in Poland, out of which all of them are nearly the same other than the exterior looks) which made me swear to myself I'd never live in one of them. One thing that stuck out the most was the fact that there was almost no quality control just because it wasn't worth it at the number of buildings they were pushing out per year.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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I used to work for the fruit companies senior support. We didn't technically have the capacity for long term relationships with customers, but one woman had a lot of trouble with her fruitpad. She had MS, and her fingers didn't work. So she kept getting angrier and angrier at tier 1 support people who were granted completely useless. Her issue is that she needed 12 attempts at everything because of her hands, and bec…

Thank you so much for helping her and the kindness you showed.

Re: A cab ride I'll never forget (1999)

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One thing I've developed over the past few years is to welcome and embrace the strangers' stories. Normally I'd rather go about my way but now I'm genuinely curious and interested. I always get to hear some random interesting stories as they come, tell some stories of my own and show some empathy towards the person telling it. Everyone likes to be heard but we're all too busy and think we have more important things to do. I highly recommend it to anyone.
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