Fucking plows had a termination deadline

No new post. It's Thursday. It was. Friday morning. Can't wait for Friday night cause Thursday was normal I mean Not bad. The weather sucked. Its cold again, -23. The taxi is warm. A total perk. I get to choose what, when, where and how I devote my time to my job. Taxi driving. Wed, Thur, Fri, Sat, Sun are my hours. I can't guarantee shit but if I say I'll be there I'll be there. I like to sometimes take Wednesdays off, Sundays too, sometimes. But lately I can't. I do, but money is tight. You gotta work. Ride the road. First fare. The fare I got before I got a Slurpee and Mentose fuel up at the sev, was a very short trip. Less then five bucks. I couldn't break her twenty dollar bill. "Free Ride" She got my card and got out. My second fare had change. I started my shift. An old client called me. She works in a massage parlor. She's just now turning twenty one. I met her when she was almost nineteen and she told me she was a hooker. She is one of my best clients. She saw me driving and sent out a text. I picked her up. Score. Later the short trip lady called me back. Tb's pub. I got there in ten minutes. She gets in and we go up to 152 st and wait for a crack deal. She picks up two hundred bucks worth. While I'm driving her to her house 2$ away she hands me a twenty and says "Is that enough." It was more then enough. Then while we were waiting for the red light to change she looked at me and said "I'm a working girl." I was like "oh. You should stop that!" She disagreed and said she's getting a number tomorrow. She said "If you know anyone who wants to fuck just call me up." See kids I get propositioned by whores to pimp them out. It's getting tougher and tougher economically. The twenty one year old girl said "I only had one client, and he was a cheap bastard." I don't know if a thirty seven year old crack head hooker would make very much money. I bet there is going to be more hookers, with the economic crunch and all. Tonight was cool. Melo. I didn't feel the crunch.