Two daysago I had a call from my granny Ann: — “Hello,Maggy.” — “Hi,granny.” — “Maggy,would you be so kind to find me a telephone of some taxi in the internet? ” — “Yes, ofcourse. Wait a second.” I goggledfor it and dictated the number to my granny Ann. I even had no time to ask herabout the reason of such request as I heard: “Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll callyou tomorrow.” –and she finished our conversation.Next morninggranny gave me a call again and told me such funny story. “I was invitedto the exhibition of paintings by my oldfriend. I felt myself unwell when I woke up but I didn’t want to lose thisexhibition and decided to order a taxi. I have dialed the number you gave meand nice girl answered me: — “Hello.Thank you for calling “Millenium Taxi” . How can I help you? — “Hello. Ineed a taxi at 6 p.m. and I’m going to the Flower street, 65.” – answered I.- “Please, namelthe address where you will start yourride.” — “Sunnystreet, 7.” — “Ok. Wewill give you a call when taxi will arrive. Good bye! ” — “Thankyou! Good bye! ” At 6 p.m.my phone rang. When I picked up a phone I heard: “The taxi has arrived. NissanMa’xima grey is waiting for you.” I went out,noticed a car near my house and to make sure it’s the right car asked thedriver: “Pardon me, sir, are you "Maxi’m a gay" who is waiting for me? ” After mygranny pronounced last words and I realized the meaning of it I began laughing.I was laughing so loud and for so long that even began to hiccup. My granny waslaughing too. After we stopped Ann told me: “Sweetheart, you can’t even imaginehow I was confused when the driver explained me that “Ma’xima” it’s the modelof his car and “grey” is its colour.”
