Last night I had to meet my husband for dinner in Times Square and I was running late. It is most frustrating that between the hours of 6 and 8 p.m., when people need it the most, an available taxi can NOT be found! Eight blocks later I finally saw a black town car at the curb and even though I knew they cost more, I got in.
When we arrived I got out my credit card. Guess what? Some New York town cars don't take credit cards--this was one on of those town cars. So I asked the driver how we were going to handle this situation. Oh, did I mention that I had left my phone in the apartment, so I couldn't even call my husband to come out and give me some cash?
So the driver tells me with confidence that there is an ATM inside this nearby restaurant. I knew there wouldn't be one there, but I checked anyway after he parked nearby. When I told him there was none there, he suggested I try inside the Marriott. The Marriott people told me there was one on the second floor, but a closer one was just outside, around the corner. I walked outside and could NOT see any bank. I walked back to the driver and insisted he give me his address and I would mail him the money. While we argued, a woman walking by heard us and says to me she can show me to the nearest ATM. And she did. And I paid. And I was only 20 minutes late.
When we arrived I got out my credit card. Guess what? Some New York town cars don't take credit cards--this was one on of those town cars. So I asked the driver how we were going to handle this situation. Oh, did I mention that I had left my phone in the apartment, so I couldn't even call my husband to come out and give me some cash?
So the driver tells me with confidence that there is an ATM inside this nearby restaurant. I knew there wouldn't be one there, but I checked anyway after he parked nearby. When I told him there was none there, he suggested I try inside the Marriott. The Marriott people told me there was one on the second floor, but a closer one was just outside, around the corner. I walked outside and could NOT see any bank. I walked back to the driver and insisted he give me his address and I would mail him the money. While we argued, a woman walking by heard us and says to me she can show me to the nearest ATM. And she did. And I paid. And I was only 20 minutes late.
