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Sunday, November 01, 2009


What a good night. A Halloween without stories.

I generally try to avoid driving a taxi on amateur nights, specifically: New Years, St. Patrick's Day, and Halloween, but of the three Halloween is usually the best night to work.

Last night, Halloween night, was a great night to drive a cab. I had contemplated staying home and playing games, but decided to go join the rat race and earn a buck.

I only had one group of dumb asses all night, and I didn't even leave the parking lot with them. No one wanted to run on the fare. No one argued that the meter was running too fast. The dispatcher was surprisingly calm for such a busy night. No one accused me of going the long way. People were mostly still there when their cab pulled up i.e. didn't catch a ride with a friend or other taxi and not call to cancel. All of that is simply what you should expect on a busy night, especially busy nights that traditionally have many people who don't normally take taxis.

Everyone was friendly. Passengers offered intelligent conversation. Tips were good. Stayed busy all night. Traffic was smooth. Didn't have to go on Ft. Wainwright a single time.

What a great night to be a cab driver in Fairbanks.

I picked up at the Arctic. As the couple followed me out the gal turned and asked a woman if she wanted to come along. She did. One said she wanted to have sexual relations with the other while the while hubby joined in. He was happy. Here is the thing . They had met 20 minutes before. They knew they were 1st cousins for 10 of those. One had been adopted out.
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