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Having a Driver

In by Michael on July 16, 2011 at 12:09 am

I’m in a country far far away, where a rich American becomes a dirty rich local. Labor’s cheap here, so we have a driver. Wherever we want to go, any hour of the day, there’s a man whose job it is to take us there.

If you imagine it to be like taking a cab everywhere, it stops being weird. You call a number, talk to a guy, and 10 minutes later a car’s there, ready to take you wherever. A respectable man with a respectable occupation, so who am I to judge? Still, it’s a job I don’t envy.

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