What you gave me is worth way more

"Don't forget about the dinner tonight," my mom said on the phone.

It was our weekly family dinner tonight. The whole family, except Nana, was coming to eat at our house.

"I'll be there on time," I said, trying to calm her down.

"And don't forget to buy some milk and eggs on your way home," she reminded me before hanging up.

I sighed and called a taxi.

The university day had just ended, and I was on my way off campus.

It didn't take long to catch a taxi.

The taxi soon brought me to Walmart, where I bought the milk and eggs my mom had asked for.

After getting the groceries, I took another taxi home.

This time, it took noticeably longer to catch a taxi.

"What a bother to always wait for a taxi," I sighed, talking to myself.

The Indian taxi driver seemed to have Sheldon's hearing and replied.

"I know, I know. It would be more convenient if you could just call a taxi on your phone and it would arrive soon. It would also be more organized."

"You're right," I said slowly, my head spinning with thoughts.

I searched my memories of the past life I received and didn't recall such a service. It could have already been invented, but the person didn't know about it.

But in this world, I didn't know of any such service.

That is a huge opportunity.

I recognized this opportunity and thought about it the whole taxi ride.

The driver seemed not to want to disturb me and kept silent the whole way.

The taxi driver opened a whole new universe for me with that one sentence.

I could do so much more with my phone.

I could create a streaming service, a library, an online payment app, or even a taxi-like service. There were infinite opportunities.

"We're here," the taxi driver said, arriving in front of my house.

"What's your name?" I asked him, looking into his eyes.

He met my gaze in the rearview mirror.

"Aarav," the taxi driver said with a smile.

"This is for you," I said, taking out all the money I had in my pocket—about $7,000.

"WHAT?! Sir, this is too much," the man said humbly.

"No need. This is far too little for the idea you gave me," I said sincerely.

The man was incredibly nice.

I stepped out of the taxi and saw him crying inside.

It seemed I had helped him a lot.

I was happy to have done a little for him.

When I arrived at the door, I heard the sound of a car and saw him driving away with a huge smile on his face, still crying.

I opened the door of the house with my key and soon found my way to the kitchen.

"Here's the milk and eggs, Mom," I said to my mom, who hadn't noticed me as she was busy cooking.

"Thanks, Gabe," she said, rubbing my hair.

"Look who's here," Phil said with a smile when he saw me.

"Look who's here," Luke repeated. He wasn't that young anymore, but he loved to repeat his dad.

Dad smiled even more hearing Luke.

It was obvious that he liked this side of Luke.

"MOM! ALEX WON'T STOP READING HER BOOKS! I CAN'T FOCUS ON MY CALL WITH CASEY!" I heard Haley scream from upstairs while walking down.

"Hiiii Gabe," Haley said, seeing me.

She immediately hugged me tightly.

"You act like you haven't seen me in a year. It was only a day," I said, a little speechless at her behavior.

"MOM! HALEY IS ON HER PHONE ALL THE TIME! I CAN'T READ MY BOOK! MAKE HER GO OUTSIDE OR SOMETHING!" Alex shouted from upstairs as well.

"Oh, hi Gabe," Alex greeted me and hugged me.

Almost the same as with Haley.

I was even more dumbfounded.

Luke and Dad imitated each other the whole time.

Alex and Haley did too.

Only Mom and I copied no one.

"You both should help Mom instead of fighting," I said to the two of them.

They both just rolled their eyes and went to the kitchen where Mom was.

They both complained to her.

"Don't fight. If you have time to fight, you can help me," Mom said.

This sentence was like a slap in the face for me.

I take that back.

Mom and I do it too.

Anyway, soon dinner was ready.

Everyone helped to set the table as nicely as possible.

"Hi, guys," said Uncle Cam and Uncle Mitchell, the first to arrive.

I closed the door and led them to the kitchen to show them their seats.

While doing that, the doorbell rang again.

"I'm coming," I shouted.

"Hello, Gabe," Grandpa greeted me at the door.

I led him in and showed him his seat.

I had some small privileges, such as choosing the seating. Because of this, Grandpa sat right beside me.

We had some small talk, but nothing interesting happened.

It was a normal dinner.

The most interesting thing today was undoubtedly the taxi driver.

He helped me find a huge way to expand my company.

The next day when I arrived at college, I immediately started to order some people to start programming the apps with me.

The idea I had was good.

Now I just needed to get it from my head into reality.

As many people say: there are many good ideas, but only a few get put into reality.