TaaaaXi!

It was one of those December evenings in New York, way back in 2005.
At around 5 pm, we three friends decided that we were badly in need of a microwave oven, given that the only oven the unit possessed was actually 'possessed' (Yeah, It seemed to have a mind of its own.) It sometimes worked and sometimes dint (OK, mostly it din't).

As all of us were in a great mood for a walk, we decided to walk it up to the store to buy the oven. We reached there, found our perfect oven, paid for it and were deciding to leave.
It was just about then that the snowing started. The guy who sold us the oven tried to call a taxi for us but in vain.
At first we thought we would walk it up. But three ladies holding an oven in the freezing December snow of New York? After much deliberation, we decided against it.
The store guy finally suggested that it may be a good idea to stand by the door of the store and flag down any passing taxi.

So we three ladies walked to the door of the store and stood there in despair waiting for at least one taxi to pass by.
No such luck.
The light snow slowly started turning into a blizzard and it was getting pretty dark too.
Then like God send, we saw a taxi slowly passing round the end of the road.
Jumping with joy, all of us started screaming and waving trying to get his attention (we were not just about to lose what would have been the only resort to taking us home).
After much screaming, the guy finally noticed us.
He immediately revved up the car and started speeding towards us (ok, now, we were desperate to reach home, but he dint have to rush like there was no tomorrow!)
He braked the car, opened the door and shouted "whats wrong, Ladies?"

It was only then that we noticed the flashing lights on the car and the very neatly written 'NYPD' on it.
Blimey.
My friends looked at me with the question "should we make a run for it?". I gave them back a look which said 'Well don't worry, I have it all under control.'
OK, there was nothing to panic.

I slowly walked up to the car, pointed my finger at it, looked at the officer and very confidently (well almost confidently) asked "Taxi?"
(agreed, not the best plan, but at least it was better to look like an idiot than 3 suspicious ladies lurking in the dark on a snowy winter night!)


The officer let out a laugh which sounded like a scream "Taxi??! ha ha ha, ok , hop on, ladies, where should I take you?"
"errr, we also have a microwave oven..."
Officer rolling his eyes, got down, walked into the store, got the microwave oven and dropped us all back home. (See? my plan did work!)

It was worth seeing our other friends' faces when a police officer walked into the unit to drop off our microwave, before rushing off on his duty!
All because we dint know the difference between a taxi and a police car! (But in all fairness to us, it WAS very dark out there!)

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