A meeting

The taxi driver on my journey back from the hospital today talked constantly. He told me all about raising the money to buy his new car. He explained why his wife likes to take a weeks holiday alone from time to time. I learned quite a lot about his neck and back pains. I think he was possibly autistic but unlike me he was outgoing and confident. When we reached our destination he shook my hand and said it was a pleasure to meet me. That was when I realised that he had probably figured out that I was autistic too. I might have misjudged the situation. I haven't met many other autistic people. He was hard work to tell you the truth but it was a pleasure to meet him too.  Slight smile

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