His First Day Back After Christmas

His First Day Back After Christmas

It’s no secret that long holiday breaks can make getting back to work feel like a real challenge. After days of relaxing, eating too much, and forgetting what day it is, your first day back can turn into pure comedy.

One New York taxi driver shared a story about his first shift after the Christmas holidays, and it’s too funny not to pass along. AdmiGram.com is sharing it just the way he remembers it.

His First Day Back After Christmas

I’ve been driving a taxi in New York for more than 30 years. I’ve met every kind of passenger you can imagine, but people always seem a little different around Christmas. Maybe it’s the holiday spirit. Maybe it’s the magic in the air.

I was driving near Central Park when a young woman, maybe 25 years old, suddenly waved me down from the sidewalk.

I pulled over, thinking she might need help. Instead, she climbed into the back seat with a big smile, thanked me for stopping, and sent me her destination through the app.

As I checked the traffic in my rearview mirror, I couldn’t help noticing she was absolutely gorgeous.

Man, I thought, if only I were twenty years younger.

We started driving.

A few moments later she looked at me and asked,

“So… are you planning to stay quiet this whole ride?”

I almost forgot how to drive.

I gripped the steering wheel and awkwardly replied,

“Well… if you’re serious…”

She laughed and kept talking.

“How are you doing? Did you have a good Christmas? Ready to get back to work?”

She chatted so naturally that I didn’t know what to say. My heart was racing, and I had to keep reminding myself to watch the road instead of smiling like a teenager.

His First Day Back After Christmas

Then she dropped a bomb.

“We should grab a drink after you’re done working. I’m so bored.”

Now I was completely panicking.

I cleared my throat and said, “That’s very kind of you, but I’ve been married for years. My kids are about your age. I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

There was a brief silence.

Then I looked in the mirror.

She suddenly glanced at her phone, put her hand over one ear, and said,

“Jacob, I’m sorry. I just got into the taxi, so I can’t really talk right now. I’ll call you back.”

For a second we stared at each other.

Then we both burst out laughing.

Turns out she’d been wearing wireless earbuds the entire time and was talking to someone else — not to me.

We laughed all the way to her destination.

Even after all these years, I still can’t keep up with modern technology.