Jay H
Senior HTF Member
Any interesting taxi stories out there?
After a whirlwind climbing trip out west (Whitney, Shasta, and Hood), a friend and I needed a ride from Newark to my home and got a taxi out of the taxi line at the airport (I tried to call a limo service (cheaper!) but the service I usually deal with was booked). Anyway, my friend and get on this taxi driven by a guy who was from Haiti (as I found out later and as I suspected by the heavy accent). Anyway, since he's never been to my town before (I live out in rural part of NJ, nowhere like Newark, NJ) I tell him how to get there.
Well little do I know that this guy has some complete inability to drive at night. Why is this guy a taxi driver if he freaks out at night is beyond me. It is about 9:30pm on a saturday night and after getting off I-287 onto a county road, he is freaking out. Driving like 5mph (in a 40mph zone) and every time somebody comes the other way, he stops, puts on his right-turn blinkers and just panics. He's tell us in the back seat, I can't drive fast because it is black.
I try to encourage him to a point, at one point offering to drive myself, but this guy is freaking out. We have 6 miles to go and it probably took us 45 minutes to go the 6 miles, all the meanwhile this guy is saying "this is a long way, your fare is too low".
Eventually, after crawling to my house, I'm trying to pay him his fare + tip and all the meanwhile he is looking up his little book of fares... Looking up my hometown and mumbling to himself that the fare is too low. The taxi's fare is fixed, i.e. not metered so it's a flat rate based on the town. And he is refusing my money!!! I'm trying to pay him and he's giving my money back!!! I try to explain to him that if he thinks the fare is too low, that is an issue between him and his dispatcher, not me. I don't make the fare. He is rambling on about being Haitian and a minister and then complaining that I am white (which I am not!) and that he will pray for me or whatever!!!! Meanwhile, my friend is trying her hardest not to crack up, as we've already been on a wild trip from Portland, OR and trying to get home. Our flight was diverted to Allentown, PA due to the weather at newark so we had to endure 2 hours of boredome at Lehigh Valley International and then another 1.5 hour bus ride from there to Newark, we're already 5 hours past our scheduled arrival so we're tired and want to get home.
This guy eventually takes our money and manages to crawl out into the darkness! Needlesstosay, I am awake for most of the night listening to cars going by and making sure this wacko doesn't return. Though with his driving ability at night (or lack thereof) I am sure he would never remember how to get back and in doing so, would take 20 years to drive here!!!!
Jay
After a whirlwind climbing trip out west (Whitney, Shasta, and Hood), a friend and I needed a ride from Newark to my home and got a taxi out of the taxi line at the airport (I tried to call a limo service (cheaper!) but the service I usually deal with was booked). Anyway, my friend and get on this taxi driven by a guy who was from Haiti (as I found out later and as I suspected by the heavy accent). Anyway, since he's never been to my town before (I live out in rural part of NJ, nowhere like Newark, NJ) I tell him how to get there.
Well little do I know that this guy has some complete inability to drive at night. Why is this guy a taxi driver if he freaks out at night is beyond me. It is about 9:30pm on a saturday night and after getting off I-287 onto a county road, he is freaking out. Driving like 5mph (in a 40mph zone) and every time somebody comes the other way, he stops, puts on his right-turn blinkers and just panics. He's tell us in the back seat, I can't drive fast because it is black.
I try to encourage him to a point, at one point offering to drive myself, but this guy is freaking out. We have 6 miles to go and it probably took us 45 minutes to go the 6 miles, all the meanwhile this guy is saying "this is a long way, your fare is too low".
Eventually, after crawling to my house, I'm trying to pay him his fare + tip and all the meanwhile he is looking up his little book of fares... Looking up my hometown and mumbling to himself that the fare is too low. The taxi's fare is fixed, i.e. not metered so it's a flat rate based on the town. And he is refusing my money!!! I'm trying to pay him and he's giving my money back!!! I try to explain to him that if he thinks the fare is too low, that is an issue between him and his dispatcher, not me. I don't make the fare. He is rambling on about being Haitian and a minister and then complaining that I am white (which I am not!) and that he will pray for me or whatever!!!! Meanwhile, my friend is trying her hardest not to crack up, as we've already been on a wild trip from Portland, OR and trying to get home. Our flight was diverted to Allentown, PA due to the weather at newark so we had to endure 2 hours of boredome at Lehigh Valley International and then another 1.5 hour bus ride from there to Newark, we're already 5 hours past our scheduled arrival so we're tired and want to get home.
This guy eventually takes our money and manages to crawl out into the darkness! Needlesstosay, I am awake for most of the night listening to cars going by and making sure this wacko doesn't return. Though with his driving ability at night (or lack thereof) I am sure he would never remember how to get back and in doing so, would take 20 years to drive here!!!!
Jay
He was a smoker and in NY they can't smoke unless the passengers do. Well this guy was popping Nicorette gum in faster than they could produce it. Twitching, picking at the seat, slamming on the gas, slamming on the brake. It must have been the longest 40 minute ride from Port Jefferson to Hauppauge for him. I couldn't wait to get out of that cab. Then of course for the ride back to the ferry we had the same guy!
