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A colleague and I once flew into Salt Lake City for a business meeting in Provo the following day. The flight was late and we finally wound up getting into Salt Lake about 2am. Anyway, other than our flight, the airport was pretty deserted ... as was the cab stand outside baggage claim. I was able to flag down a cab, though. We threw our bags in the trunk and away we went.
As we were driving to the hotel, the cabbie began telling us a very strange story about how he and two girls had driven from Texas to Utah and, somewhere along the way, the girls disappeared. He said he missed them, but he didn't know where they were. He kept repeating this odd story ... maybe three times almost verbatim. About that time, I noticed that this cab driver was the skinniest dude I'd ever seen. Merely skin and bones and completely bald. He had a protruding nose and eyes and, for some inexplicable reason, I started feeling a little strange about the whole thing. When I glanced at my colleague, he had an odd ... sort of perplexed ... expression on his face, as well.
I started asking the cabbie questions about how long he'd driven a cab (he said he didn't know), how long he'd been in Utah (he said he didn't remember), was he originally from Texas (he said he thought so), etc. As these questions and non-answers went on, discomfort continued unabated.
Finally, we get to the hotel and I tell the guy to help us with our bags - which he did. The hotel lobby was empty as was the drive out front. We walk in, check in at the front desk, and then turn around to pay the driver and he's gone. Vanished. My friend and I went outside to find him. Not there. No cab. Nothing. We then re-entered the hotel and asked the front desk clerk if he knew where the cab driver went and he said, "What cab driver?"
True story.
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