The nerve, right?
You paid the cabbie already, but he’s screaming something at you that’s totally indecipherable. Did you cough on his divider glass? Did his Yankees bobble-head take a dive because you asked him to throw on the brakes too quickly? Maybe he picked up a splinter from his dime-store, beaded seat massager? You will probably never know what he’s yelling, so pull on your DC Women’s Tstar Hooded Sweatshirt, drop some cash on the seat and exit the cab. Some people just can’t take a moment out of their day to enjoy the miracle of birth.