A Day in My Life 21: Taking a Taxi

It's Friday evening, and it's raining hard. I'm going to Sam's birthday dinner tonight. The restaurant is far, and the buses are slow. So I'm going to take a taxi. I open the taxi app on my phone. I type the name of the restaurant. A car is coming in five minutes. Great! I wait outside with my big black umbrella. Then my phone rings. It's the driver. Oh no, he's waiting at the back door! I run around the building in the rain. The driver smiles and says hello. I tell him the name of the restaurant. I put on my seat belt, and we go. But the traffic is terrible tonight! The cars aren't moving at all. I'm going to be late for dinner. Then the driver takes a small, quiet street. It's faster! He knows this city very well. We arrive at the restaurant at seven. The fare is eighteen dollars. I pay by card and say thank you. I'm walking to the door when I hear a shout. It's the driver! He has my umbrella! Oops, I left it in the taxi. What a kind driver! Now I'm not wet.