Quack or Soar?
Someone shared this story that I thought was quite something….
I was waiting in line for a ride to the airport somewhere in India. When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and went round the car to open the back passenger door for me.
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