It’s raining deer my dear……

Go to house to pick up fare- this guy comes out to the cab in a body cast. I open the slider on the van he sortof “falls ” into the rear seat. Tells me to take him to his doctors office. I ask him “what the hell happened to you?” I couldn’t resist, I just had to ask. He says “I was riding my bike (motorcycle) on the River Road coming from Grafton, the last thing I remember is a deer falling out of the sky and landing on me.” He went on to say that he later found out that a 135 lb. doe had apparently been running from something up on the bluffs, and ran off the bluff to get away, plummeting 75 feet down to the highway and landing on him. The only thing that kept him from dying was that the deer took the brunt of the damage because it was tangled between him and the road. He said “I was pissed because I didn’t even get to eat any of it…..still pisses me off to think about it….”

$112.00 cab ride….

‎2 guys go out to a bar looking for some action. They hook up with 2 girls from out of town, who are “sure things”. They get in the girls’ car to ride back to the girls’ house 1 hour away. When they get there they stop at a bar for a couple of drinks before they go on to the house. The girls go on a bathroom break. While they’re gone Friend 1 decides to mess with Friend 2 and tell him the girls are really undercover spies for the feds, so he better be careful…Friend 2 gets spooked , and when the girls come back from the bathroom, he starts to act paranoid and weird to the point the girls get pissed off and leave. stranding them 60 miles away from their car. One $112.00 cab ride later, they are home. Moral: if you are gonna mess with you’re friend make sure that 1. he’s not a borderline psycho after a few beers and 2. that you stay close to home so the cab ride won’t be that expensive should there be an unfortunate outcome. 🙂 Friend 1 saved the receipt from the cab ride and whenever Friend 2 starts acting too superior friend 1 pulls out the taxi receipt and says “$112.00 dollar cab ride-you dumb f*ck! a $112.00 dollar cab ride…..”

Disclaimer

I am a taxicab driver and owner in the St. Louis Metro area. The “tales” that are in this blog are true. The specific names and identities of people in these stories are not given. Because taxi drivers never name names. We’re like the mob…we don’t say nothin’.

So, if you THINK you see yourself in a story, just remember, there are a LOT of drunk crazy people out there, so it might be you or it might not be. It might be some other drunk crazy person. Just enjoy the stories and laugh at the foolish behavior that makes life fun.

I have also included stories about various oddball drivers and one cranky supervisor. Because the drivers are just as crazy as their customers.

Enjoy.