The license agreement popped up as she slid inside the taxi-autodrive. Bored, she pressed her thumb to the panel, agreeing the usual contract of payment for all injuries and damage to the vehicle that might be sustained while she rented it. She'd become bored with that, now, but it had taken her a while. She still had vivid memories of what had happened to her last three cars. But that was why she'd switched to taxis after all, right? On the theory that somebody could rig her car to blow, if she had a car, but they could hardly get all the taxis out there. And if the taxi she was in did blow up, she would hardly be worried about a little indemnity agreement. It was also the reason that she--

Inspiration: A license agreement for a stupid Java update.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: I say low because there's not really a story here, but I do like the feel of the setting and the character.