It wasn’t raining but my cab driver had turned on his windshield wipers and he didn’t turn them off, all the way from Park and 37th till Madison and 77th.
I should have asked him: “Excuse me, but why do you have your windshield wipers turned on?” But I was afraid that this question would have offended him, so I kept silent.
We are all entitled to our own neuroticisms.