Cabbies. Also referred to as ‘the drunken man’s punching bag’.
I don’t know why it is, but people just love to walk all over cab drivers just like high school kids trample over substitute teachers. They’re just doing their job, they might even be nice, but it’s so goddamned hard to take them seriously. Maybe it’s because you’re driving a yellow car.
I bet you’re thinking, no, maybe it’s because “CAB DRIVERS ARE PRICKS WHO NEVER GIVE ANYONE THE TIME OF DAY AND MAKE YOU PAY A SURCHARGE”. Well yeah, maybe there are some cab drivers out there who are full-time douchebags, but these type of people are present among all professions (how diverse and un-discriminatory we are). Maybe, actually, cab drivers aren’t the cheeriest of folk because they spend a significant proportion of their work trying to deal with drunk bitches and macho heroes who treat them like zoo animals and then have to clean up their vomit.
I’d hate you too.
For every angry cabbie there are probably at least five passengers who have made them that way. It’s a shame actually, especially because there are so many decent taxi drivers. You were probably just too drunk to remember. Just think of all the times your taxi driver has gone out of their way to stop at Mc Donalds drive through. Lots of times. Or when they sneakily let one more person in the car. And how they pull over to let you get out and vom. Or when they turn up their music and put up with your singing/crying/making out. Or when they let you charge your phone – God bless them.
Most of all cab drivers are goodies because they get you home safe and sound. You make think I am naive and don’t have an accurate perception of our big bad world and haven’t I watched any current affairs programs lately? But once I met a cabbie who restored all my faith in humanity, because he took me and my two friends home from St Kilda on $16 because he had three daughters and would want someone to do the same for them. He had a heart of gold that is worth us giving the benefit of the doubt.