This is my response to James and Oneg's Gossip Cab Challenge!
Here is the prompt:
"Write a micro fiction (under 250 words) as a cab driver who just picked up a customer- what story do you hear? What tea was just spilled? Gossip overheard? How much do you find out before the ride is over?"
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Here is my Gossip Cab Challenge Entry! It's over the word limit but it's finally done! :) Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! 😁
An African-American woman hopped into my cab about 15 minutes ago. She looked to be about forty-five and was out of breath. She had three shopping bags in each hand and was dressed in a burgundy dress suit and matching heels. My first thought was that she was too well dressed to be taking a cab.
Earlier that morning I had found out that my favorite politician Troy Evanston, was running for president. Upon hearing that great news, I had to do my part to ensure that good ole' TE won. We definitely needed someone like him to whip this country into shape and to stop giving all of those handouts to the poor & lazy.
Based on this lady's looks, she didn't seem to be taking advantage of the welfare system like most of the folks that I pick up so I figured that she could probably relate to my excitement about Troy Evanston's bid. I decided to test the waters.
Hey pretty lady where are you headed? I asked as I admired her beautiful eyes through the rearview mirror.
"Middlebrook Way," she responded politely.
"That's a pretty ritzy neighborhood. You must do pretty well. Are you a doctor or a lawyer?" I inquired with a confident smile.
"Um... I do ok. No, I'm an Art Therapist," she responded with pride.
"Nice!" I said as I nodded my approval.
This woman seemed hardworking. This was my chance to get another vote for Troy. I thought to myself.
Right as I was about to broach the subject with her, her cell phone rang.
This is what I overheard:
"Hey girl!" (Pause)
"Ughh... cousin give it a rest! I'm not voting for Troy Evanston. He is a closed-minded, classist with zero compassion for the less fortunate! He's always saying that poor people are unmotivated and lazy but what does he know about real work? He was gifted all of his money via a trust fund!"
"Girl, leave me alone! You know I don't do politricks! I rely on the Lord and the Lord alone for my needs."
"Now, I've got to go! Talk to ya later," she said as she abruptly hung up.
Right at that very moment she happened to spot the Troy Evanston campaign sticker on my dashboard. She immediately rolled her eyes and said,"Not another Troy lover! Dude let me out; I'll walk home!"
Before I could respond and while we were at a red light she hopped out of the cab and slammed the door so hard that I thought it might break.
"Oh well," I said aloud with a shrug,"on to the next one."
About the Creator
I am a super-spiritual, fun-loving artist, writer, & peer-counselor residing in the Pacific Northwest. I am also an Institute of Children's Literature alumna who enjoys writing about the triumph of the human spirit.
Very well written. Keep up the good work!