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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The cost...If you live in Sheffield and want to go home, always head to the railway station, there's tonne's of nice black cabs there. Anyway we get in one and tell him where we want to go, and no flicking the switch to speed the meter up abdul, my mate adds. The journey is uneventful and as soon as the counter reaches £20 we ask him to stop, its at the bottom of the hill, a 5 minute walk. He then locks the doors and tries to convince us that for a measly £5 he'll drive us up the hill and drop us off and that he'd be doing us a favour.In the end we walked back... sorry that wasn't very exciting.
My mum's husband is brilliant, he shouts at cabbies, if they turn the wrong way and try to take him the long way he shouts No you fucking don't, I've been driving longer than you've been in this country. And he never tips either, once the driver had taken us the long way round, he was shouting at the driver and we'd stopped at the lights, so we all got out whilst they were on red, he gave the driver £5 and we heard the sounds of arabic swearing drifting back at us as he had to drive off cos the lights had changed! Fucking class.
(, Thu 27 May 2004, 23:07, Reply)
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