My friend Trojan posted about instincts and about how you should listen to them and all that. Well, on Saturday night I should’ve listened to my instincts. When I pulled up to pick up the customer, I should’ve asked him right off if he had money and asked him to show it to me. If he had told me that the money was at the destination, I would’ve kicked him out. I should’ve been an @ss to him and demanded that he give me the final address that we were going to, and not have put up with his “turn left, turn right, go straight” bull. Alas, I was nice.
I tried to not be a racist @sshole. I tried to not let my pre-conceptions of this guy who was shuffling his feet walking really slowly, his disheveled dress, and how he smelled influence how I was going to treat him. After all, just because he’s dressed poorly, smells of gawd knows what and is somewhat incoherent does not mean that he doesn’t have any money, right? I wanted to maintain my covenant that I would treat everyone with the respect that I expect to be treated with.
I should not have been surprised when we got to his destination, and he went inside to “get his money” that he had none when he came out. I should not have been surprised that he tried to take all of my money instead. Fortunately, I never took the car out of “Drive” and was thus able to speed away. I made a police report and the whole shebang. I guess I’ll be seeing that guy in court when he gets arrested. Yeah right.
I don’t see nor understand how cops can maintain their impartiality. From now on, I will wrestle with myself to maintain my impartiality and not just be an @ss to people.
This is the last post from what happened last week.Â I’ll be heading out of town this weekend, so I won’t have any new stories for Friday or Saturday night.Â These all happened on Saturday night:
- I picked up this old lady from HEB on Slaughter and Manchaca.Â This lady was wheezing the whole time.Â I helped her load her bags into the car, then I carried the bags to the door, etc.Â She even had this big ass watermelon that must’ve weighed 1/5th of her body weight.Â Anyway, in the end she forgot her purse in the car, and I had to come back from north Austin to south Austin to give the purse back to her son.
- There was this nearly blind lady that I picked up from the IRS.Â I picked her up after I picked up the old lady that I just talked about.Â She was actually the one that found the purse in the back seat.Â When she found it she said “You have to be honest to work at this place.” I had to bite my tongue in order to not respond with comments on the Infernal Revenue Service, besides, mah hunnay works part time at the IRS.
- Talked about old school drinking games with this one couple that had been out at the lake all day.Â Ah, the college daze of playing drinking games to the smurfs and to other TV shows.
- Took this one guy home that was on the phone the whole time.Â He appeared to be having a pretty intense conversation, and then I heard him say “well, if you’re going to kill the dragon, you have to use your sword with the plus 20 against dragons.”
- But, the one that takes the cake, by far, happened right during the prime time.Â These 5 kids want to get in, I tell them I can only take 4 people.Â They say they’ll make it worth my while, I politely explain that the decision is not mine, but that it’s a city ordinance. After some hemming and hawing, they say that they’ll take another cab, I say fine, take another cab.Â As 2 of them are getting out, one of them calls me a “douche bag.”Â Well, I asked the remaining passengers if that guy called me a douche bag, they say “yeah, no wait, he meant me…”Â Too late, I kick them all out.Â I roll another 10 feet and load some other people.Â A full 30 minutes later, I drove by where I left them, and they were still there trying to catch a cab.Â I should’ve rolled down the window and yelled out “who’s the douche bag now?” but I didn’t.Â I just got pleasure from the fact they were still there.
Oh man, Saturday night was interesting.Â It was a night full of quotes and quotable things.Â I picked up these two guys from California, one of which has only been in Austin for a week.Â From their conversation, I surmised where a good place to get sushi is in Yorba Linda or however you spell it.Â Anyway, this one guy said 2 quotable things:
- “She’s good eatin, even by California standards.”
- “I love Austin, even the ugly girls are cute.”
I also saw the funniest thing on the back of a car.Â You know how some model cars have their brand name etched into the bumper? Well, this one guy had to have the rear bumper replaced on his car, and the replacement bumper didn’t have the named etched in it for some reason.Â Being a rather resourceful fellow, he fixed it by stenciling the model name in the bumper himself.Â I think I should point out, that I saw this car in the east side of town, which has a large Mexican population.Â You should try to read this in Spanish.Â Here it is:
Â I only wish I’d taken a picture of it.