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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richmond to chiswick bridge please- a phrase which should fill any normal mini cabbie with dread. im surprised they still agree to take us, because we always run.
cab one - dropped friends off at house - friends refuse to pay (thirty quid for two minute journey). cabbie gets out, punches mate on tit. mate retorts 'what kind of a man punches someone on the tit?' he then tries to kick the back window through. which is open, so he gets his leg stuck in it as the cabbie keeps trying to hit him. hilarious.
cab two on the way back from booze in chelsea. cab driver can't even speak his own tongue, let alone english. cue blue flashing lights in the rearview mirror. cabbie panics, tries to convince us we are blood relations and that we should tell the boys in blue that we are familly. cab gets pulled over... the car isnt insured, the driver has no licence, the car isnt even his and the cabbie shouldnt have even been in the country.
we did get a free ride tho.
(, Thu 27 May 2004, 11:02, Reply)
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