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A freelance writer who had broken up with his girlfriend had flown in to interview Amanda Marcotte at Salon. He got into the back seat of a cab at the airport stand, and a driver for whom English was a second language, asked: "Where can I be driving you, Sir?"

"Well, I'm early...is there anyplace I can get a little action?"

"What kind of action is it you are seeking, sir?"

"You know...ladies of the evening."

"But sir, it is noon and it will not be evening for some time to come."

"No, no...I mean a house of pleasure."

"It is my pleasure to take you anyplace you are wanting, sir."

"You don't understand...where do you go to get some sex?"

"I am not familiar with your sect, sir, I am Hindu."

"No! no!...I mean...oh, forget it. I might as well show up early for my appointment with Amanda Marcotte at Salon."

"Sa...lon? Oh! It is the whorehouse that you are wanting, sir! Right away!!" ;)