Sometimes...

...you get into a cab and after a minute, you realise something's not quite right with the cabbie. Nothing you can put your finger on. Just something that's not quite right. Something unsettling that you can imagine may quite easily grow into something untoward, unseemly...something that, let's face it, you just don't want any part of.

Then again, you think maybe you're overreacting. Maybe you're wrong. Maybe it's just you and how you tend to be dramatic and jump to conclusions. Maybe...but what if it's not?

Do you get off? Even though you haven't reached your intended destination? Or do you ignore the feeling and hope it passes...because after all, you really do want to get where you want to go?