My Saturday had very little to say. Money was O.K but the night was all around slow. Who cares? Yeah Yeah. There was this one women who was going pretty far. She gets in and right away says "Your a guy right?" I was like "Yeah" then she went on and asked me what she should do. There is this guy she works with that she has fallen in love with. "He understands me and cares for me so dearly" she starts telling me. So I'm like "whats the problem?" and she says "well I'm recently divorced, two kids and he is going to be getting a divorce and he hates his wife." So the dude is still married and this lady still wants to jump his bone. I told her to let love take its course, not to rush the guy but if he and her are meant to be it's going to happen naturally. She did not like my answer, you know what I should have told her, the next time you and him are together at work go down on him. That would most definitely solidify the relationship. Hahahahahahahahahaha
My last fare was a bunch of natives, scary gang member types, the Algonquin Motel. I drove them and did not even flinch, most people would be scared in that situation not me.
Oh I just remembered, on Friday night one of my fellow taxi guys had an emergency, meaning he pushed the Taxi panic button, I was across town tonight but I always help when I can . Later on in the night I saw him and asked what happened, he blew me off. Then started talking to another driver in another language. What an ass I though to myself, if I pushed the panic button I would have had a good story for all but this guy just kind of waved me away like I did not deserve to know, I walked away annoyed. Well tonight there was an accident and guess who it was, accidents suck and I hope all is well with everyone involved but I wounder if fate would have thrown the man a different pitch if he had told me the story. Mmmmm just things to ponder.