The "take care of you, Mr. New York cab driver" campaign

We are back from our whirlwind crazy girls gone wild New York show & shopping extravaganza! It was tiring but so much fun! We got clothes and shoes galore literally shopping until we dropped...or at least until we started to have mental and physical exhaustion breakdowns - we were that serious about our purchases! My feet were so sore I still felt like I was walking when I went to bed!


I must admit I had some high expectations for the trip after the Pope & his posse (by posse I mean the entire NYPD and secret service department!!) drove past our hotel just minutes after our arrival! All the streets around us were blocked off and when he passed they made us go inside. I managed to snap a picture from the window but unfortunately was about 1/2 a second too late. Laura and Jenna Bush were also staying at our hotel so the last of the 100 secret service that were not looking after the Pope were in our hotel lobby! After our shopping on Saturday night we went to see Wicked which I really thought had some creative story writing! It was a very entertaining show. The best part of the trip was the company - it was nice to spend the weekend with some of my favourite girls.

Although the exhilaration of the shopping on our trip made my heart race there was something that made it race even more....our cab rides! Yesterday when Maggie and I were in SoHo I actually thought we were going to get into a serious accident. All I could hear was Maggie saying "Put on your seat belt, put on your seat belt". She was completely horrified as you can see in the picture! Our cab driver was trying to cross over 5 lanes to turn down a side street that we were already passing! We hit a curb - hard - Maggie's head actually hit the roof of the cab. We also came within millimeters of hitting other cabs on several rides. What is going on? It's like New York is a bumper car free for all. Secondly, the attitude of the cabbies is less than desirable - to passengers and other drivers. I feel like it could possibly be one of the most stressful jobs out there. Can you imagine sitting in traffic all day, people honking at you, cutting you off?

With this in mind I would like to propose a "Take care of you, Mr. New York cab driver" campaign where I will recommend the following exercises to each cabby:

• Let's replace the sound of the horn with some music - I propose "What a wonderful world"


• Let's install some vanilla scented air fresheners and practice good personal hygiene- sorry cabbies but your current smell = yucky
  
• Let's paint all the cabs pastel colours - how pretty would that be! Much more calming than the alarming yellow you are currently using. We could even introduce a star system - for each good ride a passenger can give you a star. Based on your annual review you will be assigned a colour to your cab. Of course light pink will mean you are #1!


• Let's practice our manners - Do I really need to know just how much you want those people to "get out of the f-ing way"? No sir, I do not!


• And finally, Let's find our 'happy place' and relax when there is traffic....we'll get there in a New York minute!