August 27, 2009 – Cheaper Last Time?

            Sailor: How much to I.B. (Imperial Beach)

            Me: Upwards of $25.

            Sailor: What do you mean?

            Me: $25 to the front end of I.B., the closest part.

            Sailor: So how much to where I’m going?

            Me: Where do you want to go?

            Sailor: By the 5 (Interstate 5).

            Me:  Around $28.

            Sailor: It was $20 last time.

            Me: No it wasn’t.

            Sailor: Yeah, so will you do it for $20.

            Me: No.

            Sailor: Well that’s what it was last time.

            Me:  I don’t set the rates, the city does.  They are set by mileage, and             whatever the meter comes out to is going to be your fare.  I can take             whatever route that you would like me to, but it’s going to be at least $27.

            Sailor: Ok

                        We arrive 15 minutes later…

           

            Me: $27.40

            Sailor: Ok. (Gives me exactly 27.40).

            Me: Thanks

            Sailor: Sorry, I’d give more but that’s all I got.

            Me: Wow, you must really be good at estimation.  If the meter rolled over another 20 cents I guess we would be in trouble huh.

            Sailor: (Confused) Yeah.

I had asked a tough question…

July 20, 2008 – The Taxi Blog Uncovered

            A few days ago Catherine, the company owner, found a fellow drivers blog.  It was pretty tame, especially compared to what I have to write about the company, which is all true I might add.

            Nothing was brought up to the author, but it was clear who was writing it, and what it was about.  Catherine was able to put the pieces together after the blog’s writer went on a rant about how terrible of a roommate that he had (which was also true).  All of the pieces suddenly fit together.  The roommate happened to be a fellow driver with the company and it wasn’t too hard to connect the dots – even for “Catherine.”  After all Randy is quite the standout, although not in the way that most people would use the term.  More in terms of descending than ascending. 

            When Catherine found out she had a little pow-wow with the rest of the obese, bible toting loons and had a “prayer meeting” where they openly sobbed for the blog’s creator.  She prayed for the driver.  I have no idea what they were actually praying for - I can only imagine…  Perhaps something garnished, if not entirely comprised of sugar.  A pastry perhaps.

            Me, well, I think that after reading a few of my posts Catherine will be able to connect the dots here as well.  I’m not worried about that though, she can kiss my ass.  You hear that Catherine?  You can kiss my ass.

You remember Randy right?

http://corruptionincortez.blogspot.com/2012/01/july-9-2008-randy.html

Some of you may remember "Ted Martin's" blog as well - "The SoCal Cabbie"