Taxi Tales (4) the good the bad and the ugly

The good

Drop and pick customer at Block 4, SGH. Two hospital staff help him off the wheel chair to board my taxi. He reeks of urine and unwashed clothes. Along the way Bedok Reservoir road, we chat about his medical conditions.

A seaman since young, he spend all his earning on drinking and woman, without CPF and a HDB house. He stays with his friend. Had a triple by pass because of his heart condition. He joked about his is still alive while 2 of his friends died of heart attack.

At the coffee shop he wants to meet his friend, I have to help him with his personal items. His surprise payment of a plastic bag of small coins, I returned to him.


The bad

7 o clock at Duxton road. Pick up a couple. I sensed something was wrong when the woman had difficulty boarding the taxi, the man did not help but shouted at her to get on.

He is a Korean guy and she is a chinese girl. He was holding her head in a rude manner.

Girl, "I will fuck you, do not worry, I will fuck you"
Guy, "Keep quiet. You do not even remember my name or my face."
Guy,"go to the nearest hotel 81 at Neil road.

When he saw the hotel," he scream at me, " STOP, STOP HERE"
"No, can you see the LTA officer holding a camera?" "I can stop at the nearest side road."

They got off the taxi, the girl barely be able to walk, she sits on the floor in front of the hotel.

What happened to them after that I do not know. My taxi buddy said I should send them to the police station. To me, whatever happened is mutual consensus between 2 adults.

But a man taking advantage of a drunken girl, that will go under my section of bad.


The Ugly

Picked her up at Waterloo street, going to Bishan street 21.

Feels funny when she did not reply my greeting of "Good evening". Never mind, may be she did not hear it.

At the end of the journey, she wanted to pay by nets. So I setup the nets machine with the correct amount, then pass the terminal to her.

"Put it down" she pointed to the arm rest. I was in a shock, first time a customer would not accept the nets machine from my hand. She picks up the terminal and enter the pass code, we complete the transaction.

When I handed her the receipt follow by a greeting of "Good night" as per my standard practice. She stares at me as if I owe her something, did not give a reply or even a nob of acknowledgement. Then she gets off the taxi.

Her story I put under the Ugly section. In my experience, the so call FT from India does better, they called me "sir" instead of the usual "uncle" by the locals.

Taxi Tales (4)

(1)  GrabTaxi booking from Marsiling road. It is from a point block.

Picked up an Indian lady, she asked me to go around the car park (which is quite hug) then come back to the lobby again. I asked "Why?". Because my friend looked down on me, I want to show them I am taking a Taxi home.  I have no qualms, it is good for business.

(2)  God's blessing

This is the first Christmas I am not working in a company. No Christmas party, no year end dinner or Christmas present.

During Sunday Service after Christmas, we were prompted to count our blessings. Suddenly I remember the significant of one event.

Christmas eve, picked up an lady from Yishun 7 industry park back to Yishun Ave 11. We had a good chat along the way, the company has gave them so much gift to bring home, she find that it is too heavy. When we reached her destination, she passed me 1 mango, 2 apple and 3 oranges. We parted we she saying "God blessed".

Our God has a special way to blessing you.