Taxi!

Like most of you, I've been hearing a lot about Melissa Plaut's book Hack: How I Stopped Worrying About What to Do With My Life and Started Driving a Yellow Cab lately. Her memoir is getting lots of play (for example, this excerpt/reading at NPR.)

But I hadn't realized that Plaut's book stems from the blog she started when she began driving. Right now, she seems to be focused on the mechanics of her book tour, but the earlier posts go all the way back to her taxicab days. I stumbled across this arresting detail: "I drove 195 miles tonight and my fingernails are, as usual, black with dirt from touching all that grubby money." We'd love to have that problem here in the store. Is New York money just extra dirty?--David E