I was getting into a cab a few weeks ago; it’s not a regular occurrence for me, I’m more of a straphanger on the subway kind of guy. I get into the cab and give directions to where I am going. The cab driver says no problem and we have a few pleasantries. After a few moments he says, “My friend, can I ask you a question?” I know where this is going; I have been asked if I could be asked a question hundreds of times. I nod my head and say, “Sure, go ahead.” “What happened to your hand?” “I was born without it” I reply. “I see,”… read more →