I had an early flight out of Logan a couple of weeks ago, so I called Green Cab, as I normally do. When we got to the airport, the fare was higher than I usually pay. I commented on it to my cabdriver, who recalculated the total and said it was the right charge. I shrugged and paid. When I got home a few days later there was an envelope in my mailbox with $5 and a note: “I’m sorry. I believe I overcharged you by $5. My apologies. Your cabdriver, R. Wall.” I was very touched by his effort, especially during these challenging economic times.
Melissa Kogut / Somerville
. . . Buses and Bikes I was riding my bike up Park Avenue in Arlington when an MBTA bus pulled alongside me. The bus driver opened his door, leaned over, and said, “I swear, you’re climbing this hill faster than the bus I was driving last night!” I don’t think I’ve ever climbed with a bigger grin on my face.
David Greene / Arlington