Cab This

A mother and her teenage daughter are on my corner having an argument.

The kid wants to take a taxi, and mom the bus.

Mind you, they look very affluent in blazers and fancy jeans, but the mother is adamant about taking public transportation.

I linger to listen.

Mother:  There is nothing wrong with taking the bus young lady.  You need to start being more mindful about money.”

I totally agree since it’s 4 bucks just to open the fucking taxi door.

Kid: You mean like you, who just dropped 600 bucks at Bergdorfs?”

Mother: That’s got nothing to do with it, and watch your mouth.”

“Kid: I’ll pay.”

Mother: “With what.  You told me you already spent your allowance.”

Kid:  “I have my Visa card.”

Mother: “That your father pays, so no, we are taking the bus.”

The kid is beside herself.  If it were my mother, after one word, she would have gotten a good smack then left on the corner, without her Visa.

So she pulls out her trump card and cries.

The mother relents jumping in a taxi.

I go home and write this.

Alright, it’s not exactly Moby Dick, but it happened.


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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19 Responses to Cab This

  1. micklively says:

    I think I was thirty years old before my first taxi journey. I realise taxis are relatively much cheaper than they were but I still regard them as an extravagant last resort. I suppose should not expect youngsters today to share my parsimonious attitudes. It make me feel so old.

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    • I loved the entitlement on the kid, beside herself with public transportation indignation. Now taxis take credit cards where not long ago, just cash so with one’s trusty Visa, you can tour the town.

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      • micklively says:

        I confess I very rarely use public transport. After forty years of motorcycles and cars, I can’t get used to waiting on others. We are told that the death knell of privately owned vehicles is rapidly approaching. No more driveways or car-parks: just whistle up a passing driverless community car. I’m not sure how I feel about that.

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      • As long as you’re careful.

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    Mothers with teenage boys, warn them about this young ‘lady’. As Will Robinson’s robot used to say, “Danger, Will Robinson, danger!”

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  3. I’ve had this same argument with my daughter…which ends with us walking home…..

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  4. Sounds like the daughter has her mother all figured out. I don’t think crying ever would have worked on my parents but maybe her strategy was just to wear her mother down.


  5. That wouldn’t have happened with my mom or with me! I can’t help but wonder what kind of mother the girl might become.


  6. Ross de Marco says:

    my girls were always excited to take the subway . I remember them always kneeling on the subway seats , the four of them looking out the windows peering into the dark tunnels of our journeys . That girl was way too spoiled early on , the seeds of that behavior were planted way before your encounter .


  7. Gail Kaufman says:

    The kid has a point. $600 at Bergdorf’s?! Not exactly modeling what she’s teaching.


  8. Actions speak louder than words, especially with kids.


  9. I think one point here is that kids feel entitled. That word means different things to different levels of richness, but it still boils down to kids wanting to be treated to the best even if it means arguing with their parents for it and blubbering when the arguing doesn’t work.


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