One morning in Las Vegas I took a walk wearing my Barcelona soccer jersey. On my way out the casino I took a wrong turn and went out to the sidewalk where cabs wait in line to be called to the front.
Chin up, no eye contact, start walking. Ignore the “Taxi? Taxi?” “Need a lift?” “Where you going?” “Hey, hey, cab?”
With only four taxis left to go, a driver sitting in his car started tapping on the windshield and waving.
I glared at him. Shook my head no.
He leaned to the passenger’s window, got pulled back by his seatbelt, wiggled out of it so his shoulders were almost outside the car. He yelled at me:Â “Hey!”
I gave him a nasty look and got ready to tell him to go to hell. He started talking:
“UNICEF! UNICEF is great! They help my country! They help my family! The help Africa! UNICEF is so good!”
He put his hand out the window to shake mine. Gave me a smile and a thumbs up.
How heart warming!