This is the story of my stint as a Cab driver in San Diego during my mid 20's. The stories are real, although the names have been changed. The dates are to the best of my recollection. Any and all likenesses to certain individuals are purely coincidental.
June 23, 2008
June 23, 2008 – Sliced Finger
Today when I went to retrieve my radio from its mount on the dash I sliced my finger. There is a circular, steel, button like looking object on the back of my mic (the part of the radio that you speak into) that fits into a steel receiver on the dash. Over the years after repeated friction between the two parts the receiver had developed a razor sharp edge. In my haste I misaligned the two parts and guided my finger across the receivers edge. It was a pretty good slice actually. This was followed by an array of expletives that was as colorful as the people that work here.
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This was followed by an array of expletives that was as colorful as the people that work here.
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