The other day it was 493 degrees in Toronto, a new high.For some reason I can\u2019t remember, I had to take a cab that day. I was happy to do so as I was looking forward to the air conditioning, but when I got into the car I saw that the driver had all of his windows down and no AC on.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have air conditioning?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cDah,\u201d he responded in a blunt, unfriendly East European accent.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you mind turning it on, please?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is expensive for me to run AC, it take more energy, you know? So I keep windows open for breeze, OK?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLook, I\u2019m sorry, but I\u2019m dying in this heat, and the regulations say that you have to turn it on if the customer asks for it, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
The driver, irritated, snorted.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d I asked, also irritated.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are weak, little man who can\u2019t take sunshine?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, that\u2019s right. I am a weak, little man who can\u2019t take the sunshine,\u201d I sighed.<\/p>\n
<\/a><\/p>\n The driver pretended to laugh, shook his head and said something in a language that I presumed to be Russian.<\/p>\n \u201cHave it your way, little mister boss.\u201d<\/p>\n He then powered up the windows and contemptuously snapped on the AC.<\/p>\n We drove in black silence for the next five minutes.<\/p>\n I hated his fucking guts.<\/p>\n I hoped his native country got obliterated at the Olympics.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Food poisoning.<\/p>\n Nightmares with toys.<\/p>\n No Internet.<\/p>\n Being dunked-on while playing pick-up.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n All these pestilences I wished upon him.<\/p>\n As I sat there concentrating my hatred, I began to pick at my fingernails. This is a habit that manifests when I\u2019m angry, and in this case I managed to peel off several crescents of nails, which I then stored in my pocket. This detritus felt disgusting so I opened the window and tried to throw them out of the car.<\/p>\n The driver, his furious eyes staring at me from the rear-view mirror, shouted, \u201cYou demand AC like little dictator and now you put window down! You have no manners in my home! You waste my money, it is now five dollars extra!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cC\u2019mon, don\u2019t be such a prick, I was just throwing a piece of fingernail out the window. Would you rather I left if on the seat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou are disgusting man.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLike you\u2019ve never picked at your fingernails.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know who you are? You are like Gollum from The Hobbit. That is you.\u201d<\/p>\n