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After arriving to pick up “Pablo” I see him with his other half kissing and hugging forever. No biggie. Then wife starts to question me if I’m actually the driver🤦♂️while I’m loading his heavy as shit luggage. Before I go on I have to say I get passengers of every type and always have pretty good trip. I use the translation app to communicate with people of a different language. Look at me. I didn’t care that he insisted I take the turnpike instead of 528. I don’t care. let’s roll with this thing.it was trying to understand that’s what he was saying because I’d bring out the translation app and he’d say “I speak angleesh to you. You listen” 😳 this continued for the rest of the trip. blabbing endlessly utter nonsense and I just sat there pretending I was following along………for an hour and a half. Even when I’d risk crashing us and type out what I was wanting to say and play it in Spanish he would reply in piglatin or whatever was going on there, probably nothing compared to some of y’all’s experiences but I usually have the chilliest ride with whoever I got and we have a blast. Keep your cheeks tight people and for forsake don’t let your meatloaf