Share one encounter I had that early moring.
Got a 45pts departure on that early morning, suppose to pick up
from his home, but change location to St James Power Station.
So I guess early morning in St James should be having beer too
much through the night.
Upon on board, the alcohol smell is unbearable, no choice,
accerate a bit faster and pray hard he won't vomit in my taxi.
Reach Terminal 3, cause he only having a suit case, guess should
be going for a short trip, so just waiting for him to pay the fare
and hope that he Fxxx off from my taxi asap.
To my frustration, he was so drunk that every movement was dame
bloody slow, he slowly took out his wallet, and I can visibly see
stack of note in his big fat wallet.
And shockness came next, in very slow motion, he took out the
stack of note from his wallet, mostly in 50...and he started to
count while slowly passes the note to me...
Never realising his hand was holding a stack of $50, he started
to count and pass piece by piece to me.
5...10....15......20......25.......30.........35........40
By that time, my hand was shivering cause now I'm holding a cool
8 pieces of $50 amounting to $400....
At this moment, I know that he had mistaken the $50 note to $5
note, still in the stage of shock, he suddenly shouted! SHIT! I owe
you 5 butt, than I realised there's no more note in his hand
anymore.
Never mind sir, next time we see each other than you pay me
back...I quickly come out from my taxi, run over, open his, make
sure he came down and left nothing in my cab, run back to my seat,
step my accerator and zoom off as fast as I could...
And for that very morning, is my first and also last trip of the
day, straight drive home and sleep with heart laughing...
cheers!
Wahlao.... this kind of story make people say limocab driver not
honest...
