August 27th, 2008
“Son of a bitch, you’re running up the meter!”27 comments
August 20th, 2008
"Hey bro, remember me? You wrote that story about me in the paper."3 comments
August 13th, 2008
“It’s the Californians, man, the Californians are the worst.”15 comments
August 6th, 2008
The middle-aged man I picked up at Vendetta is in a hyperactively verbose lather ...0 comments
July 23rd, 2008
When I step into the obese old woman's apartment5 comments
July 16th, 2008
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July 9th, 2008
“...I need to take a shower first and wash all of this blood off.”6 comments
July 2nd, 2008
“So I’ve got these two women in the back of my cab who just refuse to get out...”8 comments
June 25th, 2008
“My friend’s getting divorced, and he’s really drunk,” says the bartender...8 comments
June 18th, 2008
There’s nothing like a good Friday night, and I’m referring to the money.3 comments
[December 21st, 2005] So I'm sitting in front of Club 1222, and my fare does not appear after five minutes. I'm preparing to drive away when three people come out. They get in, but the woman has lost her "$400 cell phone" and must go back.
I start the meter when they get in. Like every cabbie does. Like I could have after waiting five minutes in the first place. However, I generally try to be nice, so I stop the clock after a bit.
The $400 phone rings. In the cab. So we head for the Candlelight, and the two in the back complain about my having the temerity to let the clock run at all. As I am expected to do by everyone other than this pair. It's a cab; I'm working. "It's OK, honey," he says to his wife, "she doesn't know that we're big tippers." "It has been empirically proven that people that say this do not, in fact, tip," I don't say. She praises the service of a rival company: A driver actually knocked on her door the other day. "Perhaps you'd like me to let you out so you can call them," I also do not say, although the mental image of them doing so in the middle of the Fremont Bridge improves my mood immeasurably.
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They continue to talk about me like I'm not there. He wants the 10 cents back on a $13.90 fare, and I think about how only people who can afford things like $400 cell phones act like this. Ever.
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So I'm sitting in front of Club 1222the column is a gem..making a living in Ohio but would rather be rolling around Portland in a wet cab..—AW
