Logo
ISSUE #33.21 • CULTURE • COLUMN
NIGHT CABBIE

People often hesitate to open the door when you have a trainee on board

Social bookmarking | Permalink
Email | Print | Rate It! | 17 comments
Recently in "NIGHT CABBIE"
BY NIGHT CABBIE | nightcabbie at wweek dot com

[April 4th, 2007] People often hesitate to open the door when you have a trainee on board; you must explain the presence of another person. Passenger reactions are as varied as the trainees. Sometimes they just ignore us. Others have "always wondered how all that stuff works!" And of course there's the stock smartass response: "What, you mean they actually train you guys?!"

Yes, we do, thank you. Three nights in a row, you spend a few hours with an experienced driver. True, there's not that much factual info to convey. However, I often draw folks on their last night, when all the basics may have been covered and then some. So I talk about safety tips, red flags, but also about strategy. This job can be like chess; think several moves ahead and you will definitely make more money.

Tonight's trainee is rather better than most I've had. He is listening. He asks questions. He takes notes. He is already musing about strategy, whereas often that just inspires a glazed look. And, as do they all, he asks about the Night Cabbie. However, he wants to know because he himself is a writer. He's actually not just read this column but actually thought about it, talking about how incredibly hard it is to write short, how he admires it for that reason.












icon Story continues below

advertisement

advertisement

So I do what I never do. I 'fess up. Not just to that, but to the fact that "hell yeah it's hard to write short. It's been especially hard for me, because, to quote Stephen King, 'I write like fat ladies diet.'" He laughs. But it's true. Think Dave Eggers on methamphetamine and mescaline simultaneously, but with a little less discipline. Thus doing this has done much to improve me. As I'm sure it will do much to improve him.

You see, he's taking over this column now. For a few months, I'd ask how he was doing out there. He was making more money than newbies generally do. He knows how to play chess, you see. He also knows how to write. So enjoy him. And good-bye. I will miss you very much.

—nightcabbie@wweek.com Our thanks to Night Cabbie for two years of letting us ride shotgun.

 

Rate This Story
3.88 average/8 votes

 
read all 17 comments | add your comment
 

RECENT COMMENTS ON “People often hesitate to open the door when you have a trainee on board”

14

I moved away from portland 2 Years ago,but i alwasy come online to read your column... You will be missed by myself and I am sure many others! Good Luck on the new chapter in the book we call life.

Michael, Apr 14th, 2007 1:44pm
15

I guess I'll break the trend and say I'm actively looking forward to fresh blood.

indy, Apr 14th, 2007 6:52pm
16

Thank everso, Portland Lady Night Cabbie, the Former. I'll miss you, too. Your columns - or snippets - are bookworthy. If you ever get them all together, and expand upon them the way we know you'd ...

taxiku, May 20th, 2007 7:52pm
17

Yes, to you and your writing!! Please make the columns into a book...they're universal, full of sanity and delightful surprises. When you do more with them, I'd love to illustrate them! but in simple...

Glenna, Aug 12th, 2007 9:39am
 
 
 





Recently in Willamette Week
December 31st 1969Washington State | The Canada of Oregon has it all—a Stonehenge replica, a longboarder's concrete wet dream and dark, damp underground lava caves. Vive les rocks.
December 31st 1969Oregon's Outer Edges | Crater Lake. Hell's Canyon. Wallowa and Steens mountain ranges. Hell, yeah.
December 31st 1969Central Oregon/High Desert | No rain, plenty of snow, obsidian flows and great local beer. The folks from the real eastside know how to unbend outside.
December 31st 1969Great Cascades/Columbia Gorge | With plenty of room to roam—and hot springs for your weary feet—it's the place to ramble and relax for the weekend.
December 31st 1969Willamette Valley | Monks, tracks, tubing and wine make the fertile strip a virile place to play.
December 31st 1969Stumptown | Tons of public parks, an extinct volcano and nude beach volleyball to keep you jolly. Get out and collect those merit badges, without leaving the city.
December 31st 1969The Coast | The beaches are public. You own them. Go play—hike in the old-growth forests.
December 31st 1969Cycle Tour 101: Your on-bike guide to Highway 101 | To ride the greatest bike route in Oregon, you need to get out of Portland.
December 31st 1969Doggin' It | What happens when a Portland running club jogs with pooches from the pound?
December 31st 1969Over the Edge | Sam Drevo will paddle yr ass.