So I'm standing outside the grocery store on Joe Howe last night, waiting for a cab. I wasn't surprised that I had to wait over 30 minutes. But I WAS surprised when the long awaited cab pulled up to the curb, and some bitch RAN past me and yanked open the car door. I saw her stand outside the cab and have a short discussion with the driver, who shook his head at first and then shrugged as she got into the car.

That was the only cab that came in the entire half hour I was waiting, and I know that bitch wasn't waiting longer than me because I saw her arrive and go into the store while I was waiting for that damn cab. I wanted to ask the driver for the name of the fare he was supposed to be picking up, but I was too far away to get his attention. I guess I could have thrown one of my crutches at the car, but I didn't think of that until it was too late. So I called the cab company to ask for an update on my cab, and the dispatcher came back after a few seconds and told me someone had taken my cab (surprise!) and they were sending another. Don't bother, I said, the bus will be here in five minutes.

So if you happen to be a blond girl who purchased a case of beer at the Joe Howe liquor store last night around 8:45, and you happen to be reading LTWWB, and you happen to recognize yourself in this bitch, Fuck You.

And if you happen to be a cab driver who picked up a blond girl with a case of beer instead of a red haired girl with a broken leg, Fuck You Too. —Blue coat, crutches