Cabbies

Ok so my ride slept in today, she's still sleeping too heheh haven't called her yet. Anyway, I called a cab for work.

Get outside, light up me smoke, and cabby's there right away! I'm like "fuck!" and put out my smoke, hop in the cab and we're off.

Cabby looks at me, "light up that smoke sweety, I won't tell if you don't" (not allowed to smoke in public places here) and I'm like rock on! I don't get to miss me morning smoke! So we both light up, and begin a convo about how some people kill things for others. (like non smokers )

Eventually... really not sure how this came about, we start talking about why he doesn't work nights anymore. People threatening him, pulling knives, abusing, and the such.

He then tells me a story about how this guy pulled a knife on him. His words "the mother fucker pulled a knife on me and demanded I drive him to a indian reserve, and I am like no fucking way! so I reached under my seat (and he does to give and example) and pulled out my gun (and he does to give an example...) and I tell the cock sucker to NEVER fuck with a cabby who spent 10 years in the Russian army!"

I have a little look of panic on my face for sure.. this guys holding a gun and getting quite excited....

"So I point the gun at this fucker and I robbed him instead!! *insert evil russian laugh*"

Thankfully he put the gun away... I was freaked. How do you respond to that?! I did the best I could "oh.. wow! that's insane! what a idiot!!"

so ya... don't fuck with cabbies...

*breathes

Didn't anyone ever teach you not to talk to strangers?

My avatar is vague, that makes me mysterious. Yours is a cartoon, that makes you a fantasist. They're much more dangerous, especially when not getting any.

Mysterious as in a perverted stalker (enter Wingding).

My avatar respresents the trials of life, the best of love, the worst of loss, the pain of mistakes, and all that is good.

But, you wouldn't know that unless you've seen the entire story laid out in front of you.

I have met some crazy ass cabbies in my day, but damn.

What is an ass cabby? You spend a lot of money on rides from them, huh?

Actually, never mind. I don't want to know. Think I'll just go ask riser how to delete a post.

But I do. I should have "mistakenly" placed an "R" in there so it would read: Crazy ass Crabbies! 8O

Get a scooter or a small motorcycle... I was looking at one with a girl I work with. It was the Suzuki GZ 250, a small bike, but OK for a commute. She rode one for the weekend for our motorcycle class, and she liked it...

$3250 new and 82 miles / gallon.

If you managed to find the most twisted cabby in Saskatchewan I can't imagine what kind of cabby you could find in Toronto.
Probably someone whom Wingding would find repulsive.

You're really reaching now...such a thing does not, has not, and never will exist!

Not true...wingy looks at them as opportunities...

ROTFLMFAO!

That's some heavy shite; thank focking hell handguns are completely illegal to own for the general public over here.

I've only found a few cabbies are willing to not give you a spiel or diatribe regarding politics, international relations, or how focking little they get paid to put up with drunk boozers like me falling out of their cars with tarts (on a good night) or with the lads if they're crashing at my apartment to sleep off the night's efforts.

Its the first part of that second paragraph I wrote that gives me the shites.