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What a shitty Friday night, for money a least. I made jack shit, not even two bills. There is a good reason for that, I'll write out the night as it went. My first interesting fare was a couple of sweet ladies, one of them told me that she got fingered in the back of a taxi by an ex-con. She also told me that he was one of the most thoughtful lovers she ever had, that's nice isn't it. I had fun driving them. Then there was the gentleman that had prostate cancer. He told me that when you get prostate cancer your prostate stops your testicles from producing the hormone testosterone. Hence the man had issues with achieving an erection. So he had a special helper. His doctor gave him many samples of this drug Levitra. He also had samples of Viagra and Cialis. All drugs used to give you a boner (his term, but it's accurate) , guys at least. This guy also was hurting for cash, so he takes his E.D pills to the bar with him so that women will buy him drinks in exchange for a little help for their male counter parts. Cool. Old ladies buying drinks so that their old fart husbands can bang them at the end of the night. That's a good way to throw whiskey dick right out the window. He tipped me with a free sample, what should I do with it? I don't want to take it because I just might explode. Awe, not a pleasant thought. Anyone if you have an erection that lasts over four hours see a physician right away, trust me I'm reading it right off the box. Then there was a guy, short fare. I shot the shit with him for a while then he told me about a blog he was reading. The blog was about a taxi driver in Edmonton, he said he heard about it from a guy in Vancouver, who thought that it was a good way to stay in touch with what's happening in Edmonton. I told him it was me. So hey dude if you're reading I wasn't joking I'm the author of the Blog. Yes that sure did make me feel good. A little recognition goes a long way on a night like tonight. He made me feel almost famous. So tonight I made jack shit. The bars were quiet because most people spent their money on new years eve and the holidays, that's understandable. So around two o clock (the bar Rush) I picked up these two dudes. They were cool kids from BC. I was happy to drive them, but on the way I got a flat tier. So instead of raking in the cash I was stuck changing a tier. FUCK! At least the two young guys I picked up helped me. Thank you guys. They were upstanding citizens, rare in a big city late at night, I got them home for free, they deserved it. I would have taken them out for a burger or something but my finances would have plummeted even lower then the bare minimum. I hope that Karma looks after them because I'm serious these kids were to good to be true. Thank you. That's about it, no money, a flat tier and a box of pills to keep me going all night. Don't you wish you had my job?