Lemme see now,
I started off the day with Rita. I've told you about Lovely Rita.
Next, a dude going home from the Plaza and talking on his cell phone to somebody about tonight's poker game.
Then I picked up another one at SSP just going locally but i got stuck behind some old bag driving 10 miles per hour, big line of cars behind us all the way down Common Street.
So I finally get around her and then this schmuck stops right in front of me because he wants to take a left from the straight ahead lane but he's stuck and he can't get over and now I've got a green light and he's sitting there like a Stoughton bottle.
I can usually handle much worse social infractions but between this dope and the old bag only a minute before I started yelling and getting a little upset about it, but choosing my words carefully and not swearing. I told the lady I was sorry and she said it was okay she understood and hoped my day got better.
The next fare was a lady dressed all in Patriots stuff: jacket, gloves, hat everything. So, I asked her what she thought about the Pat's season and she said 19 and 1 was disappointing and lets face it the Jets played a good game. I decided not to correct her because what's the point.
Then Billy sent me out to Curry College for a young lady going to North Quincy T station and I told her to make sure she got home at a decent hour because its a school night.
Stopped for a slice at Town Pizza and the next one was a lady and her kid going to the airport. Their flight was at 6:30 and the dashboard clock is reading 6:05. I told her there's no possible way you're making this flight but she refused to believe me and off we went getting stuck at every possible light and hitting some traffic on the expressway because of a right lane breakdown at Neponset. We got to the terminal at exactly 6:31 and out of curiosity I called the airline to see if it was delayed but it was going right on schedule. No way they made it.
When I got back to town I picked up a couple more college kids going to Curry and then I sat at the X for over an hour.
I called Bill for a radio check, which is kind of a wise-ass way of saying 'dude where's the work?!'
I gassed up around 9:30 and offered to finish out Billy's dispatch shift for 20 bucks but he said what am i gonna do at home I might as well sit here.
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you are meant to be (john lennon)
I started off the day with Rita. I've told you about Lovely Rita.
Next, a dude going home from the Plaza and talking on his cell phone to somebody about tonight's poker game.
Then I picked up another one at SSP just going locally but i got stuck behind some old bag driving 10 miles per hour, big line of cars behind us all the way down Common Street.
So I finally get around her and then this schmuck stops right in front of me because he wants to take a left from the straight ahead lane but he's stuck and he can't get over and now I've got a green light and he's sitting there like a Stoughton bottle.
I can usually handle much worse social infractions but between this dope and the old bag only a minute before I started yelling and getting a little upset about it, but choosing my words carefully and not swearing. I told the lady I was sorry and she said it was okay she understood and hoped my day got better.
The next fare was a lady dressed all in Patriots stuff: jacket, gloves, hat everything. So, I asked her what she thought about the Pat's season and she said 19 and 1 was disappointing and lets face it the Jets played a good game. I decided not to correct her because what's the point.
Then Billy sent me out to Curry College for a young lady going to North Quincy T station and I told her to make sure she got home at a decent hour because its a school night.
Stopped for a slice at Town Pizza and the next one was a lady and her kid going to the airport. Their flight was at 6:30 and the dashboard clock is reading 6:05. I told her there's no possible way you're making this flight but she refused to believe me and off we went getting stuck at every possible light and hitting some traffic on the expressway because of a right lane breakdown at Neponset. We got to the terminal at exactly 6:31 and out of curiosity I called the airline to see if it was delayed but it was going right on schedule. No way they made it.
When I got back to town I picked up a couple more college kids going to Curry and then I sat at the X for over an hour.
I called Bill for a radio check, which is kind of a wise-ass way of saying 'dude where's the work?!'
I gassed up around 9:30 and offered to finish out Billy's dispatch shift for 20 bucks but he said what am i gonna do at home I might as well sit here.
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you are meant to be (john lennon)
1 comment:
ha that patriots lady was funny ha...
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