Typical HK moment: Giles and I were heading for our sort of weekly squash trashing game. I open the taxi door on my side and notice that Giles hasn't gotten in because some woman had cut in and opened the door before him. She looked at me like a rabbit caught in the headlights. She did not know what to do as she stood there, frozen in terror at what these two gwielos might do. Her small mind couldn't deal with the situation. So we helped her out by getting in the next taxi and proceeding to tell the guy we had to cut off that cab in front. Which we did.

Moral: don't get in taxis that aren't yours.