Mini Cabs From HellWe've all taken a dodgy cab in our time. One guy asked me to give him a back-rub in exchange for letting me off the fare. I was like, "here's the cash mate." Another chappy claimed to be Paddy Patel - a child actor from UK TV series Tuckers Luck - he drove like a speed freak and regaled me with stories that "playing a black Irish boy. England wasn't ready for it." So go on - tell us your worst and we'll tell the world.
[edit: for those confused by the term mini-cab, London has two sorts of taxis: highly regulated, licensed and salt-of-the-earth black cabs that you see in films and a whole bunch of unlicensed, uninsured, random cars driven by nutters who aren't supposed to pick up from the street (you have to phone for them). They are universally rubbish]
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rob, Wed 26 May 2004, 21:44)
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Not a mini-cab as suchMy company gets us cars into work or home late nights and early mornings, these are quite nice cars - the same ones they use to bring guests in for our TV programmes.
Had one regular driver who turned up once after having work done on the car by one of his mates who'd (accidently) completely disabled the dashboard. This meant he had no indicators, meters or anything. Didn't take long till he was pulled over for speeding.
The worst experience though was a bloke who picked me up from work very early one morning. The best way to describe him is like the barman in Men Behaving Badly: greasy, fat and wheasy. He was also extremely rascist and drove the car (an automatic) by repeatedly pushing the accelerator up and down making the car jerk violently every couple of seconds.
He decided to take a more scenic route back by driving through Richmond Park. Nice idea until we got to our exit and found the gates still locked.
Anyway he got sacked a week later
(, Thu 27 May 2004, 14:40, Reply)
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