Hi, i’m Elly – let me talk about my cab driver day:
Being a taxi driver in New York is not a boring job. You can to meet so many different types of people and get in intriguing situations, never knowing what the day may bring you. It is not easy navigating through the infernal traffic of the city, especially during rush hours, but I don’t think I could ever leave this job. I am not sure that is because I got used to what I am doing or because I start to enjoy the incertitude of tomorrow. To understand better what to say, let me tell you a couple of stories, connected to my taxi driver job.
I am used to taking foreigners, people that are coming to New York for the first time, either to visit it or in search for a more successful life. But one day, I had a Chinese woman that could barely say two words in English. You can tell that I had no idea of how to speak her language, so figuring out her destination was probably the hardest thing I ever did. Because I could not understand what she was saying, she gave me a map of New York at some point, to help me out. The only problem about it is that it was written in Chinese as well, since it was a map created for Chinese people coming for the first time in the city. I know New York, but it is not like a small town where you can learn all its streets by heart. It took me about two hours and a very poorly made hand drawing to take this customer to the destination.
In another day, something very amusing happened. I drove someone near to the Central Park, and when the client got out of the car, a small sized dog jumped on the back seat of my car. What was funny about it is that he didn’t look scared at all. In fact, he was sitting nicely, like waiting for something to happen. I looked at him, and I said that I don’t take bones as payment, only cash. Still, I didn’t manage to convince my furry client to get out of the car. Luckily, I had a friend that agreed to adopt him, since it was obvious that he didn’t enjoy too much life on the streets. He took a risky decision of jumping into a car in the hope of finding a better life.
Also, the kids these days made me more careful before accepting to give them a ride. Not that I don’t want to help, but I need to pay bills as well. One day, an innocent looking boy entered the cab saying that he needs to get somewhere. I just asked him if his parents knew about him taking a cab, and he answered that they had no problem with it. It never crossed my mind that he had no money for the ride whatsoever. Thus, once we reached the destination, I never had the chance to tell him how much he needed to pay because he opened my door in just a few seconds and started running like crazy. A great way of getting a free ride. This is why now I am more careful when it comes to young clients.