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The cab took a turn on 54th street heading towards the East Side. “Drop me off


on 2nd avenue I have a doctor’s appointment and I don’t want to be late due to your


bad driving”. The driver, George Onuku, an immigrant from Nigeria who has been


driving in New York for the past ten years took offence to the passengers ranting.


Sir, I cannot possibly be a bad driver if you are sitting calmly in my cab using the


keys of your Blackberry like your writing a novel.” The passenger started peering at


George’s I.D picture struggling to make out the name on the card. “George


Onukeee?” Asking as if waiting to be rewarded for making a cheap attempt to spell


his name. “O-n-u-k-u!!” “Not Onukeee!” Glaring at the passenger with the daily


frustration of yet another person mispronouncing his birth name. “Now, on top


of my driving, you are also butchering my name.” “All the lights on 54th street

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