Friday, March 14, 2008
If your boy can't drive you home sober, ditch his ass
Tonight was the night before the storm. I hope there is no storm tomorrow. Not much to tell you guys about, there was a couple of personals. My old lady is in Van this week so I'm home alone, I went to work early. I thought I was going to make a killing, but I was very wrong. 350 some km and I made some crappy number closer to 200 then 300 but at least no kick in the head right? Wrong, I'm sick for the first time since I started driving taxi. My face is full of snot. I hate it. I realized that I have snot all over my jacket, it must have landed there after one of the many sneezes. I am so embarrassed because even though there wasn't very many people in my taxi they all must have seen the glimmer of bugger all over my collar area, no one said a word, and no one tipped worth a damn. They had good reason I guess. "AAAaaaa chuuuuu" fuck I'm done there is snot on the keyboard, please come back tomorrow I might have a decent story for you.