by Mel Rosenberg - מל רוזנברג
Copyright © 2017
The moment I entered the taxi I knew that something was wrong. There was a sign that read “Taxi to the Stars”. The driver had three heads and they were all talking to me at the same time.
I gave them the address. 4619 Neptune Boulevard. It was the house of a friend who lived not too far away. But when the taxi took off I knew something was wrong. It had taken off. It was flying through the air.
The taxi meter was going wild. We were on our way through the stratosphere. In no time we were in outer space.
“Excuse me,” I said. But the three heads were talking to each other and paid no attention to me.
I said, rather loudly, “Take me back to earth”. This time one of the heads turned around. I suppose it was the one who spoke English.
“Oh, don’t worry,” he said, “we thought you meant the planet Neptune”.
We took a u-turn at the moon and headed back to Earth.
They had me at my friend’s house in no time. “Thank you”, I said, rather politely. “I’m sorry I took you out of the way. How much do I owe you?”
One of the driver’s six arms pointed towards the taxi meter. It read,
“$2349874239847234897432897503809605986.34”.
I gave them ten dollars and told them to keep the change.
Published: Feb 14, 2017
Latest Revision: Feb 19, 2017
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