Some Cab Stories
July 27th, 2009 . by CaryOK, so since the cab stories are kind of captivating, let’s take a look at a couple of my passengers this past weekend. Truthfully, only one was a passenger – but that’s getting ahead of the story.
First up is a guy I nicknamed (privately, in my mind) Pirate Steve. Why did I nickname him that? When he got in, he dropped his cellphone on the floor of the car. He said, and I quote, “Arrr! I dropped me cell phone!”
I wish I could make this stuff up – then I could write best-selling fiction and be rich. I asked him where he needed to go – he said “I be needing to get to the theater (pronounced thee-A-tur) afore the moving picture starts!” When we pulled up in front of the theater, he said “Ay, I be thankin’ ye for a safe journey! Keep the change, ya scurvy landlubber!”
Apparently, pirates tip well. The meter was about $9, and he handed me $15. Decent sort for a pirate.
The second person was a real case. She was standing on the northwest corner of 75th Avenue and Thomas Road. I was sitting in the left turn lane on Thomas to turn north on 75th Avenue, so she was to my left. She looked at her watch and waved at me, so I rolled my window down. She yelled, “Can you take a fare?” and looked at her watch. I said “Sure thing! Jump in!”
She got the walk signal, and started across. She kept looking at her watch, as she continued straight across Thomas and continued walking south. The only thing I can figure is that she was in a hurry – to be late.
Chat ya later…
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