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...but she was in the top one and a half.

I would not want to be her ex-husband.

Apparently she is frequently calling the dispatchers and owner of the company to complain about me. Am told she is threatening to report me to the police...

Whatever. You go girl.

Just in case the phsyco bitch from hell is serious about calling the police I figure I had better hold the story. Wouldn't put it past her to make up a whopper of a story to tell the cops. As a matter of fact, she did call the bar where I picked her up. She gave them a story that prompted the head bartender to call the company and say she would never again call my cab company.

I told the dispatchers not to give her my name, not that they would, but I figured I had better reiterate it. I think this particular phsyco bitch might slash my tires or burn my house if she were to find out where I live.

My crime? Well, let me see:

I'm white trash. I'm just a cab driver. I'll never have as much money as her. I don't know her. I rip people off. I'm an asshole. I'm stupid. I only care about myself. There is more, but the biggie is: I didn't think she was cute enough to warrant a free ride.