New
years eve wasn’t bad this year.
For my 12 hours I made about $500.
The office tried to jerk me around and crappy rides from the hotel to
all of the local restaurants. You
know, that same hotel that doesn’t like to wait for us when it’s slow and puts
our rides in their illegal town car service and unlicensed cabs from San Diego.
I
just turned off my radio so that I don’t have to listen to Julie squawking or
Catherine’s desperation. Then there's the terrible radio etiquette and the drivers “walk” all over the other cabbies' trying to call in. So nobody ends
up getting through. It’s a real
mess.
Today is one of those days that I just do what I want. I pick up people
wherever they need a cab and bring them wherever they want to go. I ended up all the way by Carlsbad at
the end of the night. It's much more efficient this way. Catherine
called my four times and left four separate messages. I’ll probably check them tomorrow. Or I may just delete them.
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