The Ginger Mumbly

Fire and Damnation

My wife and I take a train from central Greece to Athens. It's an eventful journey because for most of the trip there are forest fires on either side of the train. As a result, when we arrive in Athens, it's very late and there is a frantic melee of people battling for taxis. I see an empty taxi and suggest to my wife that we get in the back of it and wait for the driver to come back. "That's not the way they do it." She says, "You need to find a driver and then he'll take you to his cab."

So we do this, we manage to find a driver and he walks us back to his cab. When we get there we see that there's a little old lady in the back - in fact it's a nun. I'm guessing that we're going to have to find another cab, or at least share. The taxi driver opens the back door to his cab and says to the nun: "Get out."
"But, but, I wanted to go to the monastery at..." pleads the nun.
"Never mind that," says the Taxi driver,"Get out, out!"
Still complaining, but now more feebly, the nun complies. To my eternal shame (and probable damnation) we get in the back of the taxi and zoom away.
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