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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Living in PragueHad a habit of getting cabs home as the sun was coming up following absinth fuelled binges.
One morning a cheeky fecker of a taxi driver tried to charge the semi conscious foreigner in his cab 800 kronkys as opposed to the usual 200 kronkys.
I told him to get fucked gave him 200, and got out of the cab. He followed me out with a night stick, shouting and trying to get to my wallet.Hit me once. Big mistake. 6 foot 1 skilled in kung fu ?
I broke his nose and knocked him down, he ran back to his cab - I followed. He locked himself in the cab, i put my fist through his side window and dragged him out. punched him a few times.. hard.. realised he was unconscious - cooled down.. went home and called a cab to take me to the hospital to get my hand fixed, broken bones and lots of stitches in my hand.
damn.
Afterwards I realised that a lot of cabbies there carry guns..
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pregnantfridge, Fri 28 May 2004, 9:33,
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