( 8:52 AM ) teahouse
Karma's a Bitch
Over the weekend the Husband and I took a taxi across town to visit some friends.
We unfortunately got the world's worst taxi driver.
He was surly and rude. When I said pleasantly, "Hello, how are you doing today?" he pointedly ignored me.
When the street he was going to take across Central Park was blocked, he turned and went 20 blocks out of his way without a word.
When I tried to tell him about an alternate route he yelled, "I know, I know! Ok, ok!" and cut me off with a wave of his hand.
He drove about twice the speed limit. He cut off several cars, and when the driver of one gave him a shocked look and shook his head, our guy rolled down his window and gave him the finger.
As we were nearing our destination, the taxi suddenly began to lurch, then started to bump.
We had a flat tire!
The taxi driver grunted in frustration. We took the opportunity to say brightly, "Ok, we can just jump out here!" Then we hurriedly paid him and got out of the taxi, relieved to get away.
Out of plain meanness or stubbornness, he refused to stop to check it. The last we saw him, he was still bumping down Fifth Avenue, riding the rim of his flat tire and turning the corner.
I wanted to call the NY City Taxi and Limousine Commission to report him, but the Husband convinced me not to.
"He's already having a bad day," he explained. "And this is what he gets for being mean and nasty."
I admit I was a little delighted in the karmic justice of it all.
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Do drivers own their own taxis in New York?
That is beautiful. He did get what he deserved!
I believe in karma only because I want revenge on the people who pi$$ me off. I can be a little immature. :)
negativity breeds negativity...I may have patted him on the shoulder and wished him a better day as paid
salt in the ol' wound maybe, but perhaps just enough of a smile to help him out :-p
Oh, we were very pleasant to him when we got out of the taxi. And we gave him a nice tip, even though he was rude and drove 20 blocks out of our way!
Wow, I admire your ability to remain pleasant to him!
This reminds me of a story a professor told us upon arriving to class one morning on a snowy post-storm winter's morning. In short, professor commuted to the university via the freeway from a suburb. The roads were snowy and icy and treacherous, and everyone was driving very slowly and carefully. Except for one jerk, who barrelled up the highway, swerving in and out of lanes, passing people in the breakdown lane, and cutting cars off. Professor was ticked off by this guy, but ultimately totally vindicated when about a mile down the road, he saw this guy's car stuck in a ditch!
By the way, I've added you to my bLAWgroll so that I can keep up with you! :)
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