Got to Love the Airport!

So at least this time I was not considered a terrorist, but I think I was almost killed. After my flight being cancled and being moved to an earlier flight without being informed till 5 minute before it let, and I was tolds I would not get my bag, which I missed anyway, I was finally moved to a 3:00 flight which was delayed 2.5 hours. Teh best was the flgiht attendant said we willbegin boring in 5 minutues every ran up in excitement and got in ine, then she was like i am sorry it will be another 40 minutes and peopel bagan to boo, some peopel even sat were they were and stopped leaving the line bcasue of all the false boarding announcements so they would not have to move. So eventually my plain bored after serveral false boarding announcements adn we were off to philadelphia. Because it was so late and my family was at Kol nidre I had to get a cab home. And so after asking 4 people, someone finally directed me where I could pick up a cab. Now is where the fun starts. So some guy witha badge asks me where I wanted to go and I said Wynnewood, and was like I think I could do that, and I was like oh great! And we start to walk to were like all these cabs are and turns around and walk the other way and so I followed him to another parking lot where he goes upto a normal non cab looking car and I was like maybe its liek car service. so he tells me to put my bag in the back and for me to sit in the font and then I began to worry, but the car was clean and there was a little tree that was an air freshoner so i felt a little better. Till I notice he was blocking the duct-taped window with his arm, and then after we began to drive I relized there was no meter in the car and began to panac, so I asked th guys how much it would cost and he said 45 - 50 dollars which is normal so i was a little relaxed. And he starts asking me aboutmy car and my dads car and i like lying to him telling him they were old peices of junk, he seemed to want more and mroe details, which freecked me out more, then while turning onto city line he locks the doors, and then when passing a cop car he puts his seatbelt on, like he was trying not to get pulled over. Then we come to my street and I tell him to turn here and then he begins to speed and i was like my street is after the light like screaming, and he was like " I comprehended you the first time" At that point Ii thought Ii was dead like was going to pull away and take me somewhere else and kill me, be jerked to a stop and turned on my street and then I finally got home. He was like lets say is 50 + tip so I was looking for a 10 so I could give hima 5 dollar tip, but I could not find one and did not want to ask for change, so i gave him 60 grabbed my stuff and ran into my house. Thank God for thanks giving I am taking a school provided bus home. I think it will be a little more relaxing.