English Gentleman

Posted by Kalie on November 13, 2009

I had an encounter with the nicest chap from London last week.  It ended with a free cab ride to the airport…

My goal was to make it to the airport by 4pm to meet a friend who came to visit.  It got to be 2:30 and I decided I should probably start getting ready to leave.  I checked the airport bus schedule and realized they only left once every hour, the next one leaving at 3.  So I hurried over to the bus stop at the Hillhead Central Building, waited for the next one to arrive (about 2:40), rode to Littlejohn Street (about 2:55), and pretty much ran to the bus station.  It was raining at this point, and I got splashed by a passing bus, soaking my entire left side.  I arrived at the bus station ten minutes later – and ten minutes too late for the bus to the airport.  Desperate to make it there on time, I stopped the next taxi I saw.  I asked him how much it would be to get to the airport, and he simply said, “Hop in!  This fellow is going there too!”  So, I followed his orders and got in.  I was so flustered at this point that I didn’t even care that I was getting into a cab with two male strangers.  But as I collected myself a bit more, I began talking with the cabbie and man sitting next to me.  The man, Tim, was from London.  He was in Aberdeen just for the day for business.  He asked me about America, and if the fraternities are just like in Old School.  Not having seen the movie in its entirety, I told him yes.  As we chatted, I kept an eye on the price as it kept rising.  I had no idea how far away the airport was and worried that I wouldn’t have enough money, as I only had just under 20 quid with me.  Finally we arrived at the airport, and the total came to £20.  I got out my pocketbook to pay but Tim told me I wasn’t going to pay anything for the cab ride.  I insisted that I should pay something, but he said to use my money to take out my friend that night and have fun.  I was (and still am!) very grateful to this English gentleman.  I know the Scottish don’t much like the English, but I suppose they’re not so bad.  🙂

…And that’s how I got a free cab ride to the airport.

Cheers!

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