Jun 27th, 2008
So long, hackney cab
So we’ve fixed the Passat and installed radios and fare meters and a brand spanking new roof-sign.
No more gazing longingly at bus-lanes in heavy traffic, no more interviewing people outside Tescos who don’t know I’m a taxi driver, no more boring waits in between jobs from the dispatch office!
Yes, groan all you like all you taxi haters and frustrated taxi-drivers, but there’s yet another taxi on the roads. Our taxi, the relaxi-cab. I’m gonna be the best damn Grace Jones ever.
All I have to do now is figure out how to use this fare-meter. The installer didn’t teach us diddly-squat, all the buttons are marked with very obscure words indeed, and as for the manual? Pft… I wouldn’t even wipe my dip-stick with it.
First day tomorrow! Am I scared?
Yes.