Meet Uncle Stinky

This morning's taxis were unexceptional in most ways. Fairly clean. No life-threatening driving.

But one was driven by a gentlemen whose hygiene was, shall we say, less than adequate. Alas, this is not unusual. And to be fair, there are few opportunities to shower or freshen up during a 12-hour shift behind the wheel.

But it takes its toll on some drivers more than others. Unfortunately, Uncle Stinky is a lot more common than he should be. If you were a bird watcher, you could add this variety to your notebook pretty easily in all seasons.

Let's call today's driver a 4.5 on the Richter scale. You'll notice it, but it's not enough to knock down any buildings.

Oh, and noticing the coffees we were holding, he asked us not to spit when we were drinking. Fair enough.