Taxi Drivers
Yup, taxi drivers. All of them.

I know their job is to drive a car. I worked that out. However, the bit I don't get why they have to behave like total, complete, and utter twuntflaps while they go about it.

I fix computers. When I have a desk visit, I stroll on over, engage the person there in polite coversation, fix their problem, then note down the solution for next time. Job done, next case please. I *don't* cockslap them into next week, then curl one out on their desk as a warning to the others.

But a taxi driver will, apparently, watch me pull round to reverse onto my drive, watch my hazard lights and reversing lights go on, then wheelspin past the back of my car while leaning on the horn. I don't know why, other than to demonstrate that his cock could easily be confused for a pube by an inattentive (and horribly unfortunate) partner. Many other examples of asshattery by taxi drivers available on request.

So, taxi drivers. Don't behave like utter sacks of shit on the roads, and maybe, just maybe, I'll hate you less*.

(* don't bet on it being soon, though.)
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Fri 2 Apr 2010, 13:12, 5 replies)

Let me take some small revenge for you
Where I live, to collect a parcel from the big post office you have to squeeze your car past the taxis waiting for a call from the nearby station.

Afterwards you have to back out in front of them, sometimes holding them up if they're on the way out. Drives them mad.

Next time I'll do it especially slowly, just for you.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Fri 2 Apr 2010, 13:19, closed)

Grateful thanks of thankitude
Ooh, ta. That'd be lovely
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Sat 3 Apr 2010, 10:13, closed)

I have no love for taxi drivers either
I think it stems from my childhood. The old boy next door had a daughter who was married to a taxi driver. He, the son in law, was rough as fuck. Their kids were pretty feral too.

This ingrained prejudice was further strengthened later when I was learning to drive. As I was driving along in the instructor's car (a 1.3 Maestro - woo!) a taxi reversed out of a parking space right in front of me. I jammed on the brakes, and as my instructor leaned over and blew the horn, he said to me, "Aye, well, you'll be all right even if you don't pass your test. You can always get a job as a taxi driver".

Fortunately I passed first time.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 2 Apr 2010, 13:58, closed)

Absolute bastards... The lot of them.
As a learner motorcyclist, I have had a few run ins with people who do not expect a L plated bike to be able to go above 30mph, however Taxi drivers seem to see me as a mobile target and love to freak me out. I have been undertaken, cut up and stopped suddenly in front of by Taxi driving shitsmears. Thankfully, I have been using the two finger salute and the shaken fist for a long time as a cyclist, so know these symbolic gestures well.

I get my big bike next month, no doubt they will try the same shit then too. Cunts...
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Fri 2 Apr 2010, 18:25, closed)

i'm a bit inbetween when it comes to taxi drivers
as i've known some very nice ones, especially the lovely bloke who drove me 9 miles home in the pissing rain at 3 a.m, after a row with my boyfriend, even though he knew i had no money. i told him if he called the next morning, i'd give him what i owed him, but he refused.
on the other hand(quite literally), a very good friend of mine was knocked off his bike by a taxi driver, resulting in the loss of his index finger. the company denied all knowledge of this driver. however, we knew someone who worked for them, who told us that the boss had told the driver in question to lay low for a month or two, until the police stopped sniffing around. the police caught him and both he and the owner of the company ended up being sued for quite a large amount of money.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 2 Apr 2010, 23:29, closed)