During a business trip to Houston last week
I came to close to losing it.

My business counterpart had called a cab to take
both of us to airport and so the "Fiesta Cab" showed up.

I dont speak Spanish but I can understand it very well; however
I do not advertise it so nobody really knows this talent of mine.

Going back to their conversation, it went something like this:

Parnert: "I lived in California so sometimes I speak like a Mexican"

Cab Driver:"Lots of the Race there, too, huh?"

Partner: "Oh yeah."

Cab Driver: "Great! We will take our land back, little by little".

I could believe this. This guy had been living here for over 25 years. Taking advantage of all opportunites and now he wanted his land back.

I was dropped off first at my terminal, if not so, I would have told him
to fix his toilet country first before embarking on such allucinations.

Another thing: For my daughter 1st birthday a guest called me offering to bring a pinata for the party and the answer was NO NO NO NO NO NO ..


enough is enough