The Perfect Chicago Cabbie

   I hopped into the front seat of our taxi this morning, blurred vision and all from a sleepless night. I turned my head to say good morning to our cabbie and did a double take.

      "Paulie?!"

   Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Middle Eastern guy who slightly resembled my favorite Sopranos character.

   Funny thing is, he drove just like him - like a freaking maniac.