I’m sure there are people who have absolutely no interest in meeting strangers. There are also über-outgoing types that can’t handle silence when another person is in the room. I fall along the latter spectrum(that’s probably why I was hired), but I also crave time for myself. When I’m traveling, whether it be a train, plane, shuttle or taxi, I’m generally in my own head and if I’m going to get distracted, the personality has to be worth my time. Enter TJ, the Pilipino-born driver employed at SF Global, and his marvelously contagious laugh. The car(I didn’t order a limo, it was still a luxurious ride) arrived in a timely fashion and was shiny clean, it smelled nice and had more than enough room for my bags and my rather long legs. TJ was smiling from the start, curious of why I was in San Francisco, telling me that his wife was a Unilocal addict. He also served as a tour guide, pointing out various neighborhoods, orienting me to the layout of the city and giving me some tips about where to dine and explore the next time I visited. As the ride progressed closer to the airport I inquired about TJ’s story: where he was from originally, how he got came to the U.S. and how the extended family was structured. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t interested and he certainly intrigued me, as the trials of TJ’s life unfolded-some difficult, most enlightening-he colored in the pauses with his fantastic laughter, a high-pitched, jovial, rapid-fire reaction which served to ease the tough stuff and celebrate triumphs. The trip was a breeze and, as always happens with these encounters, I’m now more knowledgeable about a new cultural narrative, the Philippines. I also know that the current cost of emigrating to this country is $ 800. Who knew? Bonus: SF Global does Square for payment. Bravo, TJ! Bravo SF Global!