I picked up a 40-something guy wearing a Capitals jacket just south of Clarendon yesterday and took him up to Dupont Circle. I had NPR on, and we talked a little bit about which bridge we were gonna take into DC, when suddenly, he says "you know what?" I assumed he had some special request about directions...."FUCK Dick Cheney!" (The radio had been about how Cheney has been talking about enhanced interrogation, etc.) "No seriously, FUCK THAT GUY. He's EVIL - I said it - he's EVIL."
I'm no fan of Dick Cheney, but I had no idea that was coming - I sorta shook my head, agreeing with him, and said "Yeah, he's not that great," or something vanilla like that. But he'd already moved on by then and made a phone call - "Hey baby - oh you're so hot.....Yeah, I got the tickets....Uh huh, I told you I'd get the tickets and I delivered and you're so hot. Uh huh, yep....ok, love you long time" Sure, I felt a little dirty hearing his conversation, but after he hung up I said "You lucky devil, you get to go to the Caps game tonight."
"Yeah that girl is a cute little thing, it's my buddy's girlfriend. She's so hot!"
I didn't know what to say, so I just kept on driving. Finally I dropped him off at Front Page, he stepped out of the car, threw his hands out wide and yelled "I'm looking for a gay man!"
What a nut! Good tipper, too.