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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Me and the lads were going to a stripclub one night a couple of months backOnly, me being me, had dressed casually and needed to go home to get into some more appropriate clothes.
So i decided to get a taxi home under the condition that the cabbie waits outside my house whilst i got changed and then takes me back to town.
Which is exactly what he did, but the things he said were what was disturbing.
He barely spoke English - so picture this.
"Where you go tonight?"
"oh im going to a strip club"
"you go there to err get err aroused yeah?"
"err yeah..."
"you like looking at naked woman yeah?"
"err.."
and the conversation continued in simple english, with this taxi driver talking pure filth.
Slightly disturbing.
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Delete Me, Thu 27 May 2004, 0:10,
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