Doris frowned as she waved for the taxi to leave. "You can go now," she said. "You're no longer needed."
When the driver heard this, he called Doris a b***h and drove away. Before he'd gone more than two inches, though, Eric kicked the side of his car.
"Who do you think you're talking to?" Eric shouted. "Not only will I not accept your ride, but I will make sure that your career as a driver is ruined."
"Are you out of your mind?" the driver shouted.
"Just keep your mouth shut and move along," Eric warned. "I've already memorized your license plate number."
The driver sighed, shook his head, and drove away. Once he was gone, Doris glared at him and said, "That was so childish. I was embarrassed. He doesn't have an easy job, and you didn't have to make it harder. We were in the wrong
