I was kindly pointed in the direction of Googled cached pages and found some of my stories still there from previous versions of this board so I saved all I could find on my computer so they'll never go away(no matter how much you may wish they would)
My first day as a cabbie(VERY long)
First let me say I've lived in this town for many years before I became a taxi driver...I thought I knew it and the I thought I knew the people...wrong on both counts
You simply do not know a town until you have driven a cab...every type of freak you can imagine will crawl out of the woodwork to flag you down and want a ride...in a later post I'll tell about some of those people...this is going to be just my first day on the job
Luck me I got the day shift to start out(good because theoretically you can see the address number of houses in the daylight)...however you begin your 12 hour shift at 4am while it is still dark...I was prepared I had my map of the city...I had a good flashlight to shine on houses to read their numbers...I had enough change for those boneheads who refuse to tip and make me use up my precious change...I was ready
Hahahahahaahahahahahahahaha!
My first call was as soon as I walked into the office..I was handed the keys to a cab and told to go to an address on other side of town...this was winter in Wisconsin and the temp was about -30 below zero 4am on a Monday morning...the passenger side door would not open from the outside because the lock was frozen solid...great beginning...while the cab was warming up I was checking the map to figure out exactly where I was suppose to go...my dispatcher yells at me telling me to get moving saying the car will heat up faster on the road(5 minutes on the job and already chewed out....my new record)
I find the street and it is totally dark and I'm going 2 miles an hour looking for the address when a guy waves his arms and pops out from between two parked cars...I reach over and pop the door(remember you can't open it from outside)...once he's in I tell dispatcher I picked the man up...my dispatcher says..."Man? You are supposed to be taking a lady to work! Get rid of this guy!!!!"
In my defense it was 4am freezing cold and I'm on the right street...a guy is standing in the road...wouldn't YOU think this simply HAD to be the person you were supposed to pick up?
Anyway...the guy says I need to get to XXX bar it's just two blocks away...I tell dispatcher and he says fine drop him off and get that woman already...I find the bar and the man jumps out and surprise surprise the bar is closed(like every other bar in the city at this time of the day)...I am writing up where I dropped this guy off when he jumps back into the cab saying "Brrrr it's cold out there"...he is however as drunk as anyone I have ever met so I doubt he really feels the cold at all...I can't get him out of cab because remember the door on that side cannot be opened from outside so...
I head to my original address and get the lady...who had been standing at window watching me pick up other guy but for some reason felt no urgency to let me know I had gotten the wrong person...she did have a few choice words for me about how she was gonna be late for work and it was all my fault...I get her to her job and she's calmed down some...I explained as best I could what happened on the way and she kind of thought it amusing...she even offered a tip...I told her forget it this man is paying for your ride right guy? and he just happily agreed with me
OK Now I have this man and no other fares so I can take him where ever he wants to go...well he wants to stop and get some cigarettes but we have a new problem...it seems he's been banned from practically every store in this area for shoplifting...he assures me they were all misunderstandings
I finally found a store he could go into and now he decides HE doesn't want to go in...I should go buy them for him...he's sleepy(poor baby)...he gives me some cash and I buy his smokes and ask where to next? He wants to go home for a minute...OK it turns out he lives close by(in fact I originally picked him up 1 1/2 blocks from where he lives in the first place)...so he goes in but doesn't pay saying he'll be back...he is and he much more chipper now so I ask why...he says his lucky number is four...????...then he explains...while in his house he just drank four ounces of scotch and he's a happy happy man again...still no money though
Now he wants to go to post office(keep in mind this has taken 2 hours with this one fare already and my dispatcher is spitting nails mad at me because I can't take other calls while I have this bozo)... I tell dispatcher I'd love to get rid of the guy but I have not been paid a cent so far(he gets quiet and I can hear him say softly "Oh oh")
Now we're at the post office and he goes in and I'm watching all the doors because I'm positive this guy is gonna take off and I'll have wasted all this time for zilch...he's in there just long enough for me to think about going in after him when he comes out and tells me "Hey dude?! I may have to borrow $10 from you!" I just stare at him like he's an exhibit at the zoo(maybe a monkey throwing poo) and tell him " I will bet you all I have that you will NOT be borrowing any money from me!"...he says "That's cool...just a sec!" and goes back into the PO...he fiiiinaaally comes back out with an envelope and he rips it open and there's a check inside...now we have to find a store that's open and will allow HIM to enter AND who will cash his check...I ask my dispatcher(who by now is feeling sorry for me...he's positive I'm gonna get screwed)...he gives us a couple of places to try and we head out
Now we are at an all night grocery store and he's inside trying to get them to cash this check of his...I'm almost resigned to what I believe is going to happen but am just curious enough to wonder how he's going to do it...I wait 15 minutes in the cab where I can see him arguing with someone inside...I decide to go in and see what's what but as I get to the door the manager opens the till and pulls out enough cash to choke a horse(we're talking thousands and thousands easily)...it doesn't ALL go well because he tries to buy some booze and they refuse because of the hour
Next stop back to his home...where he um...gets "lucky" again and we are off...this time he says we are going to every person's house where he owes money...this was interesting since it was still very early and these people didn't like being woken up especially when they saw who it was but once they realized he had money and was paying them back their whole attitudes changed...I believe he had a drink in each and every house he visited that morning...he was a VERY happy man after this task was done...it was time now to go back to store because he could now restock his alcohol supply(which we did) then back to his house once more where he dropped it all off and had his lucky drinks yet again
Now he wanted to go to a Country Kitchen...as luck would have one was very close by but also as luck would have it...he was banned from that place too...so we went across town for the 15th time that day and I dropped him off there(with a VERY nice tip)...my first fare had taken over 5 hours but made me several hundred bucks and I was happy
Fast forward four hours later and I get a call from my dispatcher saying I had a personal(means they asked for me) at...you guessed it...that Country Kitchen...I get there just in time to see the manager escorting my fare out of the building with him struggling like a wildcat but once he saw ME he became the calm guy I had come to know earlier...we leave and I ask what was the deal but it seems it was yet another "misunderstanding" but he is not allowed in that restaurant any more(that's leaves one CK left in town he can still go to)
This time I just take him home and he's gone from my life and I never see him again
BTW My dispatcher has calmed down and we get to be good friends over time
This is way longer that I thought it would be so I'll just say as part of the rest of that day I get flashed(this turns out to happen ALOT...at least twice a week for all the time I was driving cab)...I meet a truly insane person(yup even nuttier than my first guy)...I make a girl cry(I swear to God I thought she was a man)...I meet my very first transvestite/gay guy(wearing a beautiful gown like from Gone with the Wind but he also had a full beard and mustache) and I take a hooker to a job
That was my first day driving a cab and it only got weirder after that
My first day as a cabbie(VERY long)
First let me say I've lived in this town for many years before I became a taxi driver...I thought I knew it and the I thought I knew the people...wrong on both counts
You simply do not know a town until you have driven a cab...every type of freak you can imagine will crawl out of the woodwork to flag you down and want a ride...in a later post I'll tell about some of those people...this is going to be just my first day on the job
Luck me I got the day shift to start out(good because theoretically you can see the address number of houses in the daylight)...however you begin your 12 hour shift at 4am while it is still dark...I was prepared I had my map of the city...I had a good flashlight to shine on houses to read their numbers...I had enough change for those boneheads who refuse to tip and make me use up my precious change...I was ready
Hahahahahaahahahahahahahaha!
My first call was as soon as I walked into the office..I was handed the keys to a cab and told to go to an address on other side of town...this was winter in Wisconsin and the temp was about -30 below zero 4am on a Monday morning...the passenger side door would not open from the outside because the lock was frozen solid...great beginning...while the cab was warming up I was checking the map to figure out exactly where I was suppose to go...my dispatcher yells at me telling me to get moving saying the car will heat up faster on the road(5 minutes on the job and already chewed out....my new record)
I find the street and it is totally dark and I'm going 2 miles an hour looking for the address when a guy waves his arms and pops out from between two parked cars...I reach over and pop the door(remember you can't open it from outside)...once he's in I tell dispatcher I picked the man up...my dispatcher says..."Man? You are supposed to be taking a lady to work! Get rid of this guy!!!!"
In my defense it was 4am freezing cold and I'm on the right street...a guy is standing in the road...wouldn't YOU think this simply HAD to be the person you were supposed to pick up?
Anyway...the guy says I need to get to XXX bar it's just two blocks away...I tell dispatcher and he says fine drop him off and get that woman already...I find the bar and the man jumps out and surprise surprise the bar is closed(like every other bar in the city at this time of the day)...I am writing up where I dropped this guy off when he jumps back into the cab saying "Brrrr it's cold out there"...he is however as drunk as anyone I have ever met so I doubt he really feels the cold at all...I can't get him out of cab because remember the door on that side cannot be opened from outside so...
I head to my original address and get the lady...who had been standing at window watching me pick up other guy but for some reason felt no urgency to let me know I had gotten the wrong person...she did have a few choice words for me about how she was gonna be late for work and it was all my fault...I get her to her job and she's calmed down some...I explained as best I could what happened on the way and she kind of thought it amusing...she even offered a tip...I told her forget it this man is paying for your ride right guy? and he just happily agreed with me
OK Now I have this man and no other fares so I can take him where ever he wants to go...well he wants to stop and get some cigarettes but we have a new problem...it seems he's been banned from practically every store in this area for shoplifting...he assures me they were all misunderstandings
I finally found a store he could go into and now he decides HE doesn't want to go in...I should go buy them for him...he's sleepy(poor baby)...he gives me some cash and I buy his smokes and ask where to next? He wants to go home for a minute...OK it turns out he lives close by(in fact I originally picked him up 1 1/2 blocks from where he lives in the first place)...so he goes in but doesn't pay saying he'll be back...he is and he much more chipper now so I ask why...he says his lucky number is four...????...then he explains...while in his house he just drank four ounces of scotch and he's a happy happy man again...still no money though
Now he wants to go to post office(keep in mind this has taken 2 hours with this one fare already and my dispatcher is spitting nails mad at me because I can't take other calls while I have this bozo)... I tell dispatcher I'd love to get rid of the guy but I have not been paid a cent so far(he gets quiet and I can hear him say softly "Oh oh")
Now we're at the post office and he goes in and I'm watching all the doors because I'm positive this guy is gonna take off and I'll have wasted all this time for zilch...he's in there just long enough for me to think about going in after him when he comes out and tells me "Hey dude?! I may have to borrow $10 from you!" I just stare at him like he's an exhibit at the zoo(maybe a monkey throwing poo) and tell him " I will bet you all I have that you will NOT be borrowing any money from me!"...he says "That's cool...just a sec!" and goes back into the PO...he fiiiinaaally comes back out with an envelope and he rips it open and there's a check inside...now we have to find a store that's open and will allow HIM to enter AND who will cash his check...I ask my dispatcher(who by now is feeling sorry for me...he's positive I'm gonna get screwed)...he gives us a couple of places to try and we head out
Now we are at an all night grocery store and he's inside trying to get them to cash this check of his...I'm almost resigned to what I believe is going to happen but am just curious enough to wonder how he's going to do it...I wait 15 minutes in the cab where I can see him arguing with someone inside...I decide to go in and see what's what but as I get to the door the manager opens the till and pulls out enough cash to choke a horse(we're talking thousands and thousands easily)...it doesn't ALL go well because he tries to buy some booze and they refuse because of the hour
Next stop back to his home...where he um...gets "lucky" again and we are off...this time he says we are going to every person's house where he owes money...this was interesting since it was still very early and these people didn't like being woken up especially when they saw who it was but once they realized he had money and was paying them back their whole attitudes changed...I believe he had a drink in each and every house he visited that morning...he was a VERY happy man after this task was done...it was time now to go back to store because he could now restock his alcohol supply(which we did) then back to his house once more where he dropped it all off and had his lucky drinks yet again
Now he wanted to go to a Country Kitchen...as luck would have one was very close by but also as luck would have it...he was banned from that place too...so we went across town for the 15th time that day and I dropped him off there(with a VERY nice tip)...my first fare had taken over 5 hours but made me several hundred bucks and I was happy
Fast forward four hours later and I get a call from my dispatcher saying I had a personal(means they asked for me) at...you guessed it...that Country Kitchen...I get there just in time to see the manager escorting my fare out of the building with him struggling like a wildcat but once he saw ME he became the calm guy I had come to know earlier...we leave and I ask what was the deal but it seems it was yet another "misunderstanding" but he is not allowed in that restaurant any more(that's leaves one CK left in town he can still go to)
This time I just take him home and he's gone from my life and I never see him again
BTW My dispatcher has calmed down and we get to be good friends over time
This is way longer that I thought it would be so I'll just say as part of the rest of that day I get flashed(this turns out to happen ALOT...at least twice a week for all the time I was driving cab)...I meet a truly insane person(yup even nuttier than my first guy)...I make a girl cry(I swear to God I thought she was a man)...I meet my very first transvestite/gay guy(wearing a beautiful gown like from Gone with the Wind but he also had a full beard and mustache) and I take a hooker to a job
That was my first day driving a cab and it only got weirder after that
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