Rushing to have a quick dinner in the rain, I struggled to catch a cab. At this one moment, it seemed like everyone and their mother was on the corner fighting to get into the ubiquitous yellow honking cars.
Few were able to snag a ride.
When I said, forget it, I’ll take the subway, I bumped into the gentleman below who was also fighting to get a cab.
His look was interesting and I wanted his bow tie. I thought it was fun!
Minutes later, I was on the 1 train headed uptown to get me some fried chicken at Amy Ruth’s in Harlem.