Sheila Charles TAXI
I rang and ordered a taxi.
She asked, “Do you need the van?”
I answered, “No. But I have a walker
And shopping so send a strong man.”
Well, would you believe the VAN arrived
but the driver was a female.
I was really glad about that.
You’ll understand when you hear my tale.
the walker and shopping went in the back.
the driver opened the front, side door.
My first attempt at getting in
Saw me sliding off the seat to the floor
And then OFF the floor to the pavement.
Need I say any more?
I was carrying a bulky handbag
Which was hung round my neck.
At my next attempt, the handbag strap
Got in the way. Oh heck!
Back down to the pavement I went,
Removed the bag, said, “Try again.
Grab hold of me from behind
And give me a shove when I say WHEN.”
She was reluctant to be too heavy handed
But heaved me in and got my seat belt on.
I looked on the dashboard to see her name –
KayB 2. I thought ‘what a moniker’
And there were two of them. What a shame!
I couldn’t help but comment.
She reassured me, “No. It’s Kay B.
I didn’t realize there was a number as well.”
“I get you,” I said. “Silly me!”
I added, “What a good job Kay
That YOU came to collect me.”
(I couldn’t help thinking, what if it had been a guy!
I pictured the scene most vividly in my mind’s eye.
The thought of it made me laugh out loud
My nickname is Two Ton Yessie, that’s why!)
illustration by ume-nori
