Posts Tagged ‘Zombies’

Damn, man… this is starting to become a TRADITION now, dude… are we gonna do this every Halloween? Clayton called the weekend before Halloween, asking if I can pick up him and his new wife Clara and take them to a bar. I said of course I can, and I headed over to his place […]

The Inside Baseball Of Driving A Taxi

Posted: 28th June 2014 by Taxi Hack in Uncategorized
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One of my fellow hacks in my company has told me on more than one occasion that I should write more about the business aspects of driving a taxi. I asked him why, and he says that he gets asked about it all the time, that people are interested in the minutiae of taxi driving, […]

Clayton Makes The Blog

Posted: 4th November 2013 by Taxi Hack in Uncategorized
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Well, my friend, you certainly got your drink on for Halloween, huh? As one of my regular passengers and a reader of Taxicab Depressions, you like laughing at me and my stories about the vodka zombies I drive around, because you are the guy that always maintains some semblance of sobriety and doesn’t go too […]

My New PC And Assistant Taxi Driver Annie

Posted: 22nd October 2013 by Taxi Hack in Uncategorized
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Taxi drivers use the term “PC” to refer to a passenger that calls a driver directly when they need a ride. I don’t really know the origins of that term, but I have always assumed that it is short for personal customer or personal caller. I have noticed that drivers from the northeast like New […]

You Dairy Queen Muthafuckahs Ain’t Shit, Bitchezzz!

Posted: 11th September 2013 by Taxi Hack in Uncategorized
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As I have mentioned before here and here and here, people lose the most astonishing things in taxis. Phones, wallets, sunglasses, knives, cocaine, joints, beer, condoms, shoes, lip gloss, and even medicated vaginal wipes… But last weekend, I had a passenger forget the most surprising item ever. I rounded a corner right after bar close […]

The Jedi Mind Trick

Posted: 10th April 2012 by Taxi Hack in Uncategorized
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I got a call to pick up “Kenny” at the Excelsior, the ritziest hotel on the beach. I called him on arrival, and a guy in his early or middle 30’s comes out, dressed very nicely, going to an expensive restaurant downtown to meet his wife. Nice guy, but a little “dorky”… no doubt an […]