It was Friday night, around 1AM. I had been at a friend’s place for a Poker game, and it had just finished.
I was the only one who didn’t drink because that friend lives on the opposite side of my city to me, and public transport links between his apartment and my house are terrible, and taxi’s are a bit rarer than normal right now due to fuel costs, so I drove to make life easier on myself. I dropped a couple of guys home on the northside, then headed towards my home on the southside.
I got through the city center and I was sitting at a red light. A heavy stream of traffic was turning left onto the road in front of me, including several occupied taxis. There was a woman walking up the road, heading in the same direction I was, holding out her arm out to flag a passing taxi, with a look of disappointed resignation on her face.