The Salt of the Earth

A cab driver’s story

Photo by James Lee on Unsplash

I always get these two old Christian fucks on Sundays.
They have a time-call at 10:00 a.m. to go to church.
They’re on the voucher system paid for by the state.
I arrive at their fancy-ass house in my cab
at 9:55.
It’s raining a cold windy rain
and I stand outside their door knocking, knocking…

Finally the lady opens the door.
She’s barely 70, fat as a bean bag chair.
“We’ll be right with you” she says.

I wait in the cab.
20 minutes later she comes out with her walker
scowling at the sky.

Thanks Obama!

She struggles with her umbrella.
I get out and help her.
She finally gets it open so she can walk
6 steps to the cab
and stand there another five minutes
trying to get it closed.

“Go help my husband” she says.

Dumbfuck husband is standing at the porch looking
at the rain like he’s never seen it before
holding his hand over his forehead.
He’s a…