Yesterday night must be my day. I love fetching trouble makers
and giving them a good fucking session. Yes it will end up wasting
my time, but hey time I have. They want to be entertained, then
they got the right taxi uncle.
Went to Clarke Quay after 2am, and a punjabi lady wearing short
skirt and revealing bloush walked straight to my cab, jumping
queue.
Upon reaching destination, she asked to stop outside her condo
instead of driving inside.
Then gave me small notes and coins, and still 2 dollars short.
Kept apologising and saying never expected money no enough. She
claimed to be drunked, though it does not seem so. So I fucked and
shouted at her. She went out of the cab and coolly walked to her
apartment saying will call police. I asked her to call police lor.
Police no use one mah. Just call, its ok. She think she is some
minister's daughter ah?
I rushed the empty cab into the condo and waited. Luckily she
came down in 5 minutes and passed me the balance 2 dollars.
Me not fussy about 2 dollars. Its the cheating attitude. I dont
care if the lady is pretty sexy or just an aunty. Money is all I
see. For 2 dollars, even if it was a muscular man with a
gun, I will still fight. Lose life can, lose license also can,
waste time also can. But losing to cheats, robbers
and scammers is totally unacceptable.
This kind of cheeby paxes are what I use for entertainment.
They dont understand taxi driving can be so fucking boring, and
there are some uncles waiting out there looking for an excuse to
fuck them. If they start a fight with me. Ho say liao, giving me
excuse to humtum them back in defense is even more exciting.