This weekend, after attending a friend’s birthday party, I took a cab with my boyfriend to his apartment. We were drunkish and spent most of the taxi ride chatting and joking around, but at some point, I started smooching a bit on him. Now, I am slightly unusual in that I am not really anti-PDA — I was called out that night, in fact, by the birthday boy for wrapping my legs around my BF’s waist in front of everyone. However, the smooching in the cab was pretty G-rated — no tongue! Even still, our cab driver almost immediately said, “Excuse me. This is a taxi that delivers people to their destinations. This is not a taxi that you can pretend is a hotel.” It was pretty clear he was actually offended by our PDA and I concluded that maybe he was extremely religious and kissing my boyfriend was whoreish or something. Either way, I scooted over to my side of the backseat and behaved myself for the duration of the ride. The BF and I had a good laugh about it later, because neither of us had ever been told to, essentially, “Get a room!” Have you ever been called out for PDA?
