» Mini Cabs From Hell

No shit, there I was....
here I am, a small girl of about.... 14? I take the bus out to Prince George for a flight down to kelowna for my Grandparent's 50th anniversary; all well and good, but I needed the Taxi from the Station to the Airport.

Nothing serious; phone the cab, wait with luggage outside, right?

Wrongo....

I got told to walk over to the mall, where there were taxi's waiting.
Signifigantly peeved, I still did so, walking with all the 14 year old independance I could muster.

There was one cab there, as if daring me to take it.
so I did.

It reeked to high heaven.
The man was one of those old (And possably incontenant) men, who gave me a toothless grin and started driving like a lunatic all the way to the airport.
I was signifigantly frightened.

And then he pulls out a joint, and starts smoking away, in the middle of traffic "For his Glaucoma"

Now, people who know me know I have no tolerance for drugs at all; one whiff of the stuff and I'm giggling and examining the lines on the seat next to me.

When I finally get out and giggle my way to security and give me this look.

Here I was, 14, alone; reeking of shit and pot, trying to get past security.

After I calmed down and explained the situation, I was let through.

Sorry for the length...
(Thu 27th May 2004, 0:05, More)

» World's Most Hated Food

eeeeyuck!
Liver
Raw onions
Saurkraut (or however you spell it)
Pickled Beets


Any of the above makes me cringe
(Tue 13th Jul 2004, 19:13, More)