So, this is the second in my series called Don't ask. The first was on moving, and now airport pickup.
Don't get me wrong. It's not that I've never picked anyone up from the airport. It's just that unless you're my wife or one of my kids - and I'll know if you're lying - I'm not doing it.
I know what you're saying. If I don't pick you up, how will you get home? Admittedly, it's a dilemma. If only there were some kind of transport, a carriage service if you will that you could hire with the currency of the realm to give you a ride to the address of your choosing.
See where I'm going here? Because where I'm not going is to pick you up after your flight.
So safe travels, smooth sailing, and happy landings. I'll see you when you get home.
Right after the cab drops you off there.
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