This was about half of the trip.
Monday, November 2, 2009
October 31 in Review
Revelers were out in full force Saturday night. House parties were everywhere and the bars were packed to the rafters.
It was expected as halloween was the second busiest day last year, new years eve being the busiest.
Here are some statistics from the night including personnal traffic violations (some are estimated):
Obstructing traffic: 3
Speeding: >50
Excessive Speeding (>than 25km/hr over speed limit) 1
Over Capacity: 3-4
Unsecured Child (no child seat): 1 (Child seats are not exempt from being used in taxis in Alberta)
Passengers without seatbelt : >60 percent
Open liquor: 2-4
Lipstick removed from face: Once
Average wait time after 9:00: 45 minutes-1hour.
Flags: >20
Sick customers (puking): 1
Racing (to speed limit): 1
Failure to yield to a pedestrian : 0
Excessively drunk customers: <5
Scantily clad women: plenty
It was expected as halloween was the second busiest day last year, new years eve being the busiest.
Here are some statistics from the night including personnal traffic violations (some are estimated):
Obstructing traffic: 3
Speeding: >50
Excessive Speeding (>than 25km/hr over speed limit) 1
Over Capacity: 3-4
Unsecured Child (no child seat): 1 (Child seats are not exempt from being used in taxis in Alberta)
Passengers without seatbelt : >60 percent
Open liquor: 2-4
Lipstick removed from face: Once
Average wait time after 9:00: 45 minutes-1hour.
Flags: >20
Sick customers (puking): 1
Racing (to speed limit): 1
Failure to yield to a pedestrian : 0
Excessively drunk customers: <5
Scantily clad women: plenty
Monday, October 5, 2009
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Saturday, August 29, 2009
Cowgirl / Cowbitch
Fuck you, clearly I am in a bad mood tonight, I wish to post fully about the last three headlines but need some time to compose myself.
I feel stressed beyond belief at the moment.
I feel stressed beyond belief at the moment.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Flash for Cash?
I picked up these cute little 18 year old drunk bitches from the bar area downtown. (Pardon my language but that is exactly what they were).
Basically the entire way to the West side they were trying to get a deal on the fare by offering to show me their boobs. They were quite good looking and I must be accustomed to this job because I recall saying "I am sorry, but I would rather have the cash then give you a discount on the fare".
They were trying to bargain with their breasts the entire way and it actually became quite annoying. The final price they set for me to see their tits was $2.00 off the fare, that's right 50 cents a boob (or 10 percent of the fare).
Like I said I was a little annoyed at this point, why I don't know, maybe stress of the bar rush, who knows, I still declined.
Anyway they paid the full fare, said they were still going to flash me, got out of the car and they both pulled down their shirts and pressed their breasts against the passenger side window.
Perhaps I figured they were going to flash me no matter what I said. I wasn't going to pay for something they do for fun, or anything else for that matter.
Basically the entire way to the West side they were trying to get a deal on the fare by offering to show me their boobs. They were quite good looking and I must be accustomed to this job because I recall saying "I am sorry, but I would rather have the cash then give you a discount on the fare".
They were trying to bargain with their breasts the entire way and it actually became quite annoying. The final price they set for me to see their tits was $2.00 off the fare, that's right 50 cents a boob (or 10 percent of the fare).
Like I said I was a little annoyed at this point, why I don't know, maybe stress of the bar rush, who knows, I still declined.
Anyway they paid the full fare, said they were still going to flash me, got out of the car and they both pulled down their shirts and pressed their breasts against the passenger side window.
Perhaps I figured they were going to flash me no matter what I said. I wasn't going to pay for something they do for fun, or anything else for that matter.
Sent to the Coalbanks Again - RANT
I was sent to the dreaded Coalbanks Bar at around 11:15pm. It was clear as day multiple drug deals were going on right in front of me. I could not believe the brazeness. I don't know if the white guy was soliciting the hooker or buying crack, but he gave her his cell phone to make a phone call (likely a drug deal).
This other native/hooker was saying she wanted a "brown bag" to the hooker on the phone with the dealer.
I know this stuff happens at the Coalbanks everynight, EVERY NIGHT, sometimes you might see a police officer on a bike or even the downtown beat unit or a hurse at the bar, but for what I see the police have been letting them do their deals around the bar for some time.
If I havn't said it before, which I am sure I have, the Coalbanks bar is definately for the lowest of the low and is occupied by approximately 90 percent natives at any given time. I would estimate 9 percent of the white poeople that occupy the bar, other than staff (suprisingly) are looking to score crack or bang an HIV infested prostitute.
Amanda is working all the time now, police need to get her off the street because she is infecting everyone I am sure.
If you are seriously desperate and low enought to bang this crack whore you deserve to die a slow death from aids.
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I basically wanted to say, before I was sidetracked, that I am happy our direct line is broken in the bar. I ended up loading the trip and they went to the Exhibition, on the way for some reason the Lethbridge Liquor outlet had a suspended liscence (I meant to get a picture of that because it is extrememly unusual) and was closed.
I said I didn't believe the exhibition was open but they insisted that Bully's (vlt casino) was open. Ok fine I took them and watched them get denied at the gate while looking at the sign that said "Gates Close at 11:00pm."
I laughed my ass off and could have cared less.
I had to break a hundred for this women, so I have a good feeling that the taxpayers of Canada were paying for her night out on the town.
This other native/hooker was saying she wanted a "brown bag" to the hooker on the phone with the dealer.
I know this stuff happens at the Coalbanks everynight, EVERY NIGHT, sometimes you might see a police officer on a bike or even the downtown beat unit or a hurse at the bar, but for what I see the police have been letting them do their deals around the bar for some time.
If I havn't said it before, which I am sure I have, the Coalbanks bar is definately for the lowest of the low and is occupied by approximately 90 percent natives at any given time. I would estimate 9 percent of the white poeople that occupy the bar, other than staff (suprisingly) are looking to score crack or bang an HIV infested prostitute.
Amanda is working all the time now, police need to get her off the street because she is infecting everyone I am sure.
If you are seriously desperate and low enought to bang this crack whore you deserve to die a slow death from aids.
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I basically wanted to say, before I was sidetracked, that I am happy our direct line is broken in the bar. I ended up loading the trip and they went to the Exhibition, on the way for some reason the Lethbridge Liquor outlet had a suspended liscence (I meant to get a picture of that because it is extrememly unusual) and was closed.
I said I didn't believe the exhibition was open but they insisted that Bully's (vlt casino) was open. Ok fine I took them and watched them get denied at the gate while looking at the sign that said "Gates Close at 11:00pm."
I laughed my ass off and could have cared less.
I had to break a hundred for this women, so I have a good feeling that the taxpayers of Canada were paying for her night out on the town.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Friday Saturday Randoms
I have been in hiatus with my posts so here are a couple randoms from this weekend.
I picked up a woman and her luggage from a house on the Westside at 1:30am. On our way to Coaldale I asked her what was up and she said she was leaving her boyfriend for her girlfriend. She also mentioned that her boyfriend did not know she was leaving him. It was interesting, she was telling me that you have to do what you have to do to be happy, and if people don't accept it fuck them (about being gay). Her lesbian lover was waiting with open arms in Coaldale.
On a side note judging by appearance only there was no loss to heterosexual men.
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I picked up this man and woman from the Soundgarden area. I started driving them home and something was up, she was crying. Out of no where she asks me to pull over, this other guy reluctantly gets in and there is some serious tension in the cab. I have a real good suspision that she had caught him cheating on her.
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I picked up this woman from the Northside. She gets in the car and says to the effect "hey sweetie, how are you doing tonight, are we gonna party or what?"
I initially assumed that she was a hooker based solely on her appearance, drunkeness, and attitude. I was actually planning on asking for a deposit on the fare. I didn't because she wanted to hit up a liquor store and come back home. I figured if she had money for liquor she had money for me.
So we get the liquor and are back on the way to her place. She has been flirting with me the entire time. Before we arrive at her house she plain as day asks me to come into her house to have some fun. I was taken back and responded poorly (I can not remember what exactly I said).
Anyway we are sitting in her driveway and she is trying to get me to have a shot of liquor in the taxi, obviously I declined. She again asked me to "come in for a beer", I told her I wasn't interested in her HUSBAND comming home and kicking the shit out of me.
She was actually quite attractive and really had me going, but also very drunk and married. Her last ditch effort to try to get me to come in was to pull down her shirt and start playing with her boobs.
So yeah that was that, suprisingly she never once tried to touch me. I forgot to mention that she only had half of the fare so she gave (or I took) six of her beer, one of which I am drinking at the moment thanking myself for not banging that drunk native woman on her couch.
I picked up a woman and her luggage from a house on the Westside at 1:30am. On our way to Coaldale I asked her what was up and she said she was leaving her boyfriend for her girlfriend. She also mentioned that her boyfriend did not know she was leaving him. It was interesting, she was telling me that you have to do what you have to do to be happy, and if people don't accept it fuck them (about being gay). Her lesbian lover was waiting with open arms in Coaldale.
On a side note judging by appearance only there was no loss to heterosexual men.
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I picked up this man and woman from the Soundgarden area. I started driving them home and something was up, she was crying. Out of no where she asks me to pull over, this other guy reluctantly gets in and there is some serious tension in the cab. I have a real good suspision that she had caught him cheating on her.
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I picked up this woman from the Northside. She gets in the car and says to the effect "hey sweetie, how are you doing tonight, are we gonna party or what?"
I initially assumed that she was a hooker based solely on her appearance, drunkeness, and attitude. I was actually planning on asking for a deposit on the fare. I didn't because she wanted to hit up a liquor store and come back home. I figured if she had money for liquor she had money for me.
So we get the liquor and are back on the way to her place. She has been flirting with me the entire time. Before we arrive at her house she plain as day asks me to come into her house to have some fun. I was taken back and responded poorly (I can not remember what exactly I said).
Anyway we are sitting in her driveway and she is trying to get me to have a shot of liquor in the taxi, obviously I declined. She again asked me to "come in for a beer", I told her I wasn't interested in her HUSBAND comming home and kicking the shit out of me.
She was actually quite attractive and really had me going, but also very drunk and married. Her last ditch effort to try to get me to come in was to pull down her shirt and start playing with her boobs.
So yeah that was that, suprisingly she never once tried to touch me. I forgot to mention that she only had half of the fare so she gave (or I took) six of her beer, one of which I am drinking at the moment thanking myself for not banging that drunk native woman on her couch.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Random
I have to laugh every time one of our night drivers (whom I have previously posted about knowing what all of the hookers nipples look like) temps off to "grab a sandwich" at 2:30 in he morning.
Now that the McDonald's and Tim Horton's are open 24 hours downtown maybe that is what he is up to but I believe he is interacting with the downtown prostitutes on a regular basis.
I laugh my ass off every time I hear "XX, I need to temp off for a sandwich".
All I ask is please do not get anything on the steering wheel, please Bob.
Now that the McDonald's and Tim Horton's are open 24 hours downtown maybe that is what he is up to but I believe he is interacting with the downtown prostitutes on a regular basis.
I laugh my ass off every time I hear "XX, I need to temp off for a sandwich".
All I ask is please do not get anything on the steering wheel, please Bob.
Washer and Dryer Message
A weird find in a random alley downtown. It is not worth trying to decode the message. Somebody was clearly more bored than I was.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Slowest Friday Ever....
I had so much time on my hands tonight I took a few pictures of the High Level Bridge and area.
I barely bothered to flag the bars and if I remember correctly did not have a single flag all night. Every bar I went to had 3-5 taxis waiting in line for a fare. I think my problem for not getting any flags was that I kept moving from place to place. I can not sit in a parking lot and wait indefinately behing 5 other cabs.
I barely bothered to flag the bars and if I remember correctly did not have a single flag all night. Every bar I went to had 3-5 taxis waiting in line for a fare. I think my problem for not getting any flags was that I kept moving from place to place. I can not sit in a parking lot and wait indefinately behing 5 other cabs.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Off His Medication...
I was called to a North side residence and pulled into the driveway. The entire driveway was a complete mess and it looked like someone had just wrapped up a party.
I noticed a hand written note on the front door and was interested in what it said. I thought maybe the note was for me telling me they were in the back or something. I waited a couple of minutes and decided to ring the door bell. No one answered so I took a couple pictures of the front door area.
There were pornographic magazines in clear view of any Girl Scout Guide trying to sell cookies, as well as empty beer cans and cigarette buts and garbage everywhere. I wish I had taken a wide angle shot of the place but was in a rush and didn't want to get caught.
I am glad the guy never appeared as I am sure it would have been an interesting encounter.
If you can not read the note left on the door it says (including the writers punctuation)...
"Richard I will Be back tomorrow For my things, you need to take your meds you lost it, if you keep drinking all the time, without taking your meds. you are hearing Voices that aren't there. Get help Buddy, S."
I noticed a hand written note on the front door and was interested in what it said. I thought maybe the note was for me telling me they were in the back or something. I waited a couple of minutes and decided to ring the door bell. No one answered so I took a couple pictures of the front door area.
There were pornographic magazines in clear view of any Girl Scout Guide trying to sell cookies, as well as empty beer cans and cigarette buts and garbage everywhere. I wish I had taken a wide angle shot of the place but was in a rush and didn't want to get caught.
I am glad the guy never appeared as I am sure it would have been an interesting encounter.
If you can not read the note left on the door it says (including the writers punctuation)...
"Richard I will Be back tomorrow For my things, you need to take your meds you lost it, if you keep drinking all the time, without taking your meds. you are hearing Voices that aren't there. Get help Buddy, S."
Saturday, June 27, 2009
To the Employee of the Top Hat Strip Club:
Damn your boobs were pushed up and out of your shirt so far I tried my very best not to stare.
Every time I needed to look right (at every intersection) I held my breath and tried my best not to look at your tantalizing melons.
I remember when you came to the door, bent over and asked me if I had been waiting long, I cleared my throat and said no. After seeing those giant beer can crushers I would have waited all night and still said I had just pulled up.
This picture is not of her and is a random example of some of the serious distractions I have to deal with.
Wierd Flag
I was driving down 3rd Avenue North towards a trip when a guy walking down the sidewalk was trying to flag me down. I pulled over and turned around.
The guy looked pretty rough, he had a scraggly beard and dirt all over his pants. I assumed he was probably walking from the homeless shelter, which was only two blocks away.
I let him into the car. I let a lot of people in the car, it looked like he needed a ride, that is my job, to give people rides. I admit I have become somewhat racist because of this job and to be honest if this same man was native there would have been little chance of me giving up my trip to flag a native guy around the shelter.
He happened to be white. He didn't know exactly where he was going and I asked him if he had any money to pay me for a ride.
He seemed disappointed that I had asked and kind of fumbled around trying to find some cash, I honestly thought he pretending to look and was expecting the hard luck story and blah blah blah.
To my surprise he pulled out maybe $2000 in cash (mostly $100's. I asked him where he wanted to go while apologizing for doubting him. He said he knew he looked rough or whatever and was actually surprised that I pulled over and let him in the car.
He only went a few blocks and threw me $20 on a $5.70 fare. He kept thanking me for being compassionate but I really do not think I was.
The guy looked pretty rough, he had a scraggly beard and dirt all over his pants. I assumed he was probably walking from the homeless shelter, which was only two blocks away.
I let him into the car. I let a lot of people in the car, it looked like he needed a ride, that is my job, to give people rides. I admit I have become somewhat racist because of this job and to be honest if this same man was native there would have been little chance of me giving up my trip to flag a native guy around the shelter.
He happened to be white. He didn't know exactly where he was going and I asked him if he had any money to pay me for a ride.
He seemed disappointed that I had asked and kind of fumbled around trying to find some cash, I honestly thought he pretending to look and was expecting the hard luck story and blah blah blah.
To my surprise he pulled out maybe $2000 in cash (mostly $100's. I asked him where he wanted to go while apologizing for doubting him. He said he knew he looked rough or whatever and was actually surprised that I pulled over and let him in the car.
He only went a few blocks and threw me $20 on a $5.70 fare. He kept thanking me for being compassionate but I really do not think I was.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Blind Al
I have no problem picking up a blind war veteran and transporting him to the hospital to see his dying wife.
One day I helped him to the fourth floor and his wife was so very happy to see him, normally a volunteer escorts people to their family.
I have never escorted a blind person that far and was unable to estimate distances correctly, but I got him there.
Fuck all of you that refuse this trip. It may not be profitable but show some god damn respect you pieces of shit.
On a personal note. I have not seen you for a few months but FUCK YOU DOUG YOU PIECE OF SHIT, THANKS TO YOU WE ARE NOW REQUIRED TO WEAR A UNIFORM AND SHOWER EVERYDAY, ONLY THANKS TO YOUR SUBSTANDARD APPEARANCE, (THIS RULE SHOULD ONLY APPLY TO YOU).
IF I HAVE NOT SAID IT ALREADY....FUCK YOU DOUG. (I FEEL A LITTLE BAD BECAUSE HE HAS BEEN AROUND FOR AWHILE AND EVEN TRAINED ME, BUT FOR FUCKS SAKES MAN TAKE A SHOWER WASH YOUR CLOTHES YOU CRACK WHORE SOLICITING FUCK, ROT IN HELL)
PEACE...
One day I helped him to the fourth floor and his wife was so very happy to see him, normally a volunteer escorts people to their family.
I have never escorted a blind person that far and was unable to estimate distances correctly, but I got him there.
Fuck all of you that refuse this trip. It may not be profitable but show some god damn respect you pieces of shit.
On a personal note. I have not seen you for a few months but FUCK YOU DOUG YOU PIECE OF SHIT, THANKS TO YOU WE ARE NOW REQUIRED TO WEAR A UNIFORM AND SHOWER EVERYDAY, ONLY THANKS TO YOUR SUBSTANDARD APPEARANCE, (THIS RULE SHOULD ONLY APPLY TO YOU).
IF I HAVE NOT SAID IT ALREADY....FUCK YOU DOUG. (I FEEL A LITTLE BAD BECAUSE HE HAS BEEN AROUND FOR AWHILE AND EVEN TRAINED ME, BUT FOR FUCKS SAKES MAN TAKE A SHOWER WASH YOUR CLOTHES YOU CRACK WHORE SOLICITING FUCK, ROT IN HELL)
PEACE...
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Random Saturday Night Fares
I have found that I write about natives and crack whores far too often and will try to steer my topics elsewhere.
The night started off extremely slow. I found myself pacing in the office wondering when I was going to make some cash.
Thankfully between 11:00pm and 3:00am taxis were in high demand. The bars were very busy and likely due to all the weddings happening in the city. People were dressed to the nines. I picked up a native dude in a suit at the Roadhouse. That is extremely unusual.
Some Random Trips.........................................................
I picked up this elderly lady from a old age home earlier in the evening. I asked her how she was doing and where she was going. She said she was fine and that she was going far away.
I asked her where she wanted to go exactly, and again she says it is far. She then mentions 12 st a and I ask whether it is North or South. She said again 12 st a. I asked her for the house number and she started listing off different streets that she knew or whatever... it sounded like this ``12 st a, 4th avenue, 12st, it`s far away, you know where I mean, by 10th avenue... 21st street, 3rd avenue, far away``.
I was confused but gathered that it was on the South side on 12 street a. She then pulled out a piece of paper with the address written on it. It turned out not to be the correct address of where she was going but it was close.
I told her I was not sure where she wanted to go and she guided me to the address. She had a key to the house and I waited for her to get inside.
She was a very pleasant lady. I think maybe she has a mild case of Alzheimer's. She tipped me $10 or 100 percent of the fare for being patient and courteous with her (at least I think those were her reasons). I especially made it clear that she had given me a $20 and asked again if she was sure she did not want any change. I do not take advantage of anyone, especially an elderly lady.
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I picked up the crazy lady that thought I had run over someone and almost killed a few people in a parking lot while I was going 5kmÉhr. That happened a few months ago.
This time she had a ham with her that was somewhat covered with tin foil.
While she was getting in I asked her how she was doing, she responded by saying ``what do you think I am a cunt or a bitch``, I said no I ask all of my customers that.
I tried to recall her memory of when she had thought I ran some people down in a parking lot while driving her to a bar. She explained that she did not have her glasses on. HA HA CLEARLY.
She begins to tell me that she is abused by her man. Not only physically but emotionally, she started crying. She told me the next bruise that he gives her she is going to leave him.
The tears were running down her face and she was clearly upset. I tried my best to console her and basically said there was not a whole lot I could do for her, but that she should involve the police the next time anything happens.
She did not want to get out of the car, I think the was scared. I didn`t know what to do or say. Her last words of advice were ``never have kids``. It was strange.
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The guy I mentioned earlier in the Suit at the Roadhouse... I pulled up close to the bar and he immediately offered me $100 to get him home. He said he lived on the West Side and I said that was way to much money.
He offered me $50 to take him home, of course I accepted. After we started going his girlfriend was quite pissed off at the price, even thought the guy didn`t care about the money I gave him $10 back anyway. I ran the meter and it was $15 once we arrived. He was more than happy just to get home.
As pissed off as his girlfriend was it was HIS offer to pay me that much and not my request.
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I picked up three doctors (I presume) from the Casino and the entire trip back to the hotel they were talking about how to change the Canadian Health Care system, more specifically the wait times in Emergency rooms. They had some interesting ideas.
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I picked up four people from the Letbridge Transit Headquarters. They were returning from a golf tournament and arrived on a private bus. I watched the bus unload and it seemed as though everyone was emptying their beer cans in the parking lot.
They gave me their address and I knew the house. It can be a tricky place to find but I drove there like I lived there. Upon arrival the guy says, ``man you really know your way around`` and I said ``I know your two daughters``. It came out kind of wrong and everyone but him started laughing, someone said ``that explains it``. I made sure to mention that I did not know them personally but had picked them up before.
The one girl works at a Source Adult Video store. She claims not to even like porn. I don`t know about that, who the hell works at a porn shop that doesn`t like porn. I remember her mentioning that a lot of older men like to rent the young gay twinks porno and that it sickened her, also a popular rental was super fat women.
The other daughter works at BK and looks like a complete slut, even for a high school girl.
ANYWAY.....
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I picked up a group from the Sound Garden tonight and a man told me the final destination, followed by ``you know right next to the crack house``. I knew the address and personally gave him my condolences because I know he is trying to sell his house but has the shittiest neighbours in Lethbridge, so nobody wants to buy it (I had not previously met this guy). I have picked up hookers from his neighbors house and even dropped a guy off there that had a huge gash in his arm that required medical attention, I doubt he ever got any. That house is notorious and he said the police can do nothing about it.
He mentioned that the crack house was taken care of because he had paid someone $1000to burn it to the ground. Another guy in the back seat said he would do it for $500 but apparently the deal was already made.
(remember the red cross trip from that place, for me only)
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I had a puke scare tonight and her friends were basically counting down how long it was going to take to get to the house to puke. ``fifteen, fourteen, thirteen...`` It wasn`t really that bad but I am certain she had a rough morning.
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Fucking guy who works at the Casino. I like you but I have no tripped you at least twice because you have dissapeared some how and you are never waiting for your cab. I waited five minutes at the employee entrance for you and said fuck it, I drove to the main entrance and pulled a $75 flag, the trip went all over town. I have doubts that they were all going to make their 8am tee time, especially the first guy. Good guys, excellent trip.
I think one of the guys was the owner of Scores, at least from his Visa Statement.
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The night started off extremely slow. I found myself pacing in the office wondering when I was going to make some cash.
Thankfully between 11:00pm and 3:00am taxis were in high demand. The bars were very busy and likely due to all the weddings happening in the city. People were dressed to the nines. I picked up a native dude in a suit at the Roadhouse. That is extremely unusual.
Some Random Trips.........................................................
I picked up this elderly lady from a old age home earlier in the evening. I asked her how she was doing and where she was going. She said she was fine and that she was going far away.
I asked her where she wanted to go exactly, and again she says it is far. She then mentions 12 st a and I ask whether it is North or South. She said again 12 st a. I asked her for the house number and she started listing off different streets that she knew or whatever... it sounded like this ``12 st a, 4th avenue, 12st, it`s far away, you know where I mean, by 10th avenue... 21st street, 3rd avenue, far away``.
I was confused but gathered that it was on the South side on 12 street a. She then pulled out a piece of paper with the address written on it. It turned out not to be the correct address of where she was going but it was close.
I told her I was not sure where she wanted to go and she guided me to the address. She had a key to the house and I waited for her to get inside.
She was a very pleasant lady. I think maybe she has a mild case of Alzheimer's. She tipped me $10 or 100 percent of the fare for being patient and courteous with her (at least I think those were her reasons). I especially made it clear that she had given me a $20 and asked again if she was sure she did not want any change. I do not take advantage of anyone, especially an elderly lady.
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I picked up the crazy lady that thought I had run over someone and almost killed a few people in a parking lot while I was going 5kmÉhr. That happened a few months ago.
This time she had a ham with her that was somewhat covered with tin foil.
While she was getting in I asked her how she was doing, she responded by saying ``what do you think I am a cunt or a bitch``, I said no I ask all of my customers that.
I tried to recall her memory of when she had thought I ran some people down in a parking lot while driving her to a bar. She explained that she did not have her glasses on. HA HA CLEARLY.
She begins to tell me that she is abused by her man. Not only physically but emotionally, she started crying. She told me the next bruise that he gives her she is going to leave him.
The tears were running down her face and she was clearly upset. I tried my best to console her and basically said there was not a whole lot I could do for her, but that she should involve the police the next time anything happens.
She did not want to get out of the car, I think the was scared. I didn`t know what to do or say. Her last words of advice were ``never have kids``. It was strange.
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The guy I mentioned earlier in the Suit at the Roadhouse... I pulled up close to the bar and he immediately offered me $100 to get him home. He said he lived on the West Side and I said that was way to much money.
He offered me $50 to take him home, of course I accepted. After we started going his girlfriend was quite pissed off at the price, even thought the guy didn`t care about the money I gave him $10 back anyway. I ran the meter and it was $15 once we arrived. He was more than happy just to get home.
As pissed off as his girlfriend was it was HIS offer to pay me that much and not my request.
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I picked up three doctors (I presume) from the Casino and the entire trip back to the hotel they were talking about how to change the Canadian Health Care system, more specifically the wait times in Emergency rooms. They had some interesting ideas.
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I picked up four people from the Letbridge Transit Headquarters. They were returning from a golf tournament and arrived on a private bus. I watched the bus unload and it seemed as though everyone was emptying their beer cans in the parking lot.
They gave me their address and I knew the house. It can be a tricky place to find but I drove there like I lived there. Upon arrival the guy says, ``man you really know your way around`` and I said ``I know your two daughters``. It came out kind of wrong and everyone but him started laughing, someone said ``that explains it``. I made sure to mention that I did not know them personally but had picked them up before.
The one girl works at a Source Adult Video store. She claims not to even like porn. I don`t know about that, who the hell works at a porn shop that doesn`t like porn. I remember her mentioning that a lot of older men like to rent the young gay twinks porno and that it sickened her, also a popular rental was super fat women.
The other daughter works at BK and looks like a complete slut, even for a high school girl.
ANYWAY.....
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I picked up a group from the Sound Garden tonight and a man told me the final destination, followed by ``you know right next to the crack house``. I knew the address and personally gave him my condolences because I know he is trying to sell his house but has the shittiest neighbours in Lethbridge, so nobody wants to buy it (I had not previously met this guy). I have picked up hookers from his neighbors house and even dropped a guy off there that had a huge gash in his arm that required medical attention, I doubt he ever got any. That house is notorious and he said the police can do nothing about it.
He mentioned that the crack house was taken care of because he had paid someone $1000to burn it to the ground. Another guy in the back seat said he would do it for $500 but apparently the deal was already made.
(remember the red cross trip from that place, for me only)
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I had a puke scare tonight and her friends were basically counting down how long it was going to take to get to the house to puke. ``fifteen, fourteen, thirteen...`` It wasn`t really that bad but I am certain she had a rough morning.
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Fucking guy who works at the Casino. I like you but I have no tripped you at least twice because you have dissapeared some how and you are never waiting for your cab. I waited five minutes at the employee entrance for you and said fuck it, I drove to the main entrance and pulled a $75 flag, the trip went all over town. I have doubts that they were all going to make their 8am tee time, especially the first guy. Good guys, excellent trip.
I think one of the guys was the owner of Scores, at least from his Visa Statement.
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Monday, June 15, 2009
Hooker in Action
I noticed the same girls out tonight trying to make a buck. One in particular was standing on her usual street corner around the Lethbridge Hotel.
Every time I drive by her she looks right at me and advertises her hooker services (with a strut or pose).
A short time later I was driving by the Lethbridge Lodge and was stopped at a red light. I noticed this same woman in a vehicle going through the intersection. I figured something was up and decided to investigate, possibly to cure my boredom.
By the time the light turned green and I found the car less than a half block away beside the Lethbridge Lodge the guy had reclined his car seat with his arms behind his head and the hooker was bouncing away on his cock.
They never saw me but she was really going at it, I could see her hair bouncing up and down at lightning speed.
I drove away and came back soon after and they were already gone. I noticed her 20 minutes later standing outside of the Alec Arms, again basically propositioning me and everyone else with her hooker stance/pose.
I know this sort of thing happens a hundred times a day in Lethbridge and there is a significant market for prostitution for a city of 85,000 but I have never seen it happen first hand.
The guy was driving an older model blue Honda.
Every time I drive by her she looks right at me and advertises her hooker services (with a strut or pose).
A short time later I was driving by the Lethbridge Lodge and was stopped at a red light. I noticed this same woman in a vehicle going through the intersection. I figured something was up and decided to investigate, possibly to cure my boredom.
By the time the light turned green and I found the car less than a half block away beside the Lethbridge Lodge the guy had reclined his car seat with his arms behind his head and the hooker was bouncing away on his cock.
They never saw me but she was really going at it, I could see her hair bouncing up and down at lightning speed.
I drove away and came back soon after and they were already gone. I noticed her 20 minutes later standing outside of the Alec Arms, again basically propositioning me and everyone else with her hooker stance/pose.
I know this sort of thing happens a hundred times a day in Lethbridge and there is a significant market for prostitution for a city of 85,000 but I have never seen it happen first hand.
The guy was driving an older model blue Honda.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Job Opening
Job Opening:
Wanted (not by me):
1 or more native prostitutes from the Indian Blood Reserve.
All the current prostitutes from the Indian Blood Reserve are on crack and are completely fucked up.
Must be willing to suck cock and fuck for cold hard cash. (You can use the money to buy crack cocaine by the way).
With the recent Lethbridge Police "crackdown" of prostitution there is a viable market for young, enthusiastic native crack whores, if you are native, please apply.
P.S.
You must enjoy hard core drugs such as heroin or crack cocaine, although not necessary, you will become accustomed to the lifestyle.
Also I presume johns prefer females with at least a grade 4 education and must be 13plus.
No cover letter required... just stand on 5th street South around the Coalbanks and you are sure to make a few bucks... just don't get murdered.
Please forward your resume to Tammy (care of Lethbridge Corrections Center (jail)) or Marsha in the physch ward.
Wanted (not by me):
1 or more native prostitutes from the Indian Blood Reserve.
All the current prostitutes from the Indian Blood Reserve are on crack and are completely fucked up.
Must be willing to suck cock and fuck for cold hard cash. (You can use the money to buy crack cocaine by the way).
With the recent Lethbridge Police "crackdown" of prostitution there is a viable market for young, enthusiastic native crack whores, if you are native, please apply.
P.S.
You must enjoy hard core drugs such as heroin or crack cocaine, although not necessary, you will become accustomed to the lifestyle.
Also I presume johns prefer females with at least a grade 4 education and must be 13plus.
No cover letter required... just stand on 5th street South around the Coalbanks and you are sure to make a few bucks... just don't get murdered.
Please forward your resume to Tammy (care of Lethbridge Corrections Center (jail)) or Marsha in the physch ward.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Wierd Flag
I was sent for a call to Humpty's Downtown and was on my way when this guy flagged me down at around 8pm in front of the Lethbridge Hotel.
I decided to stop and he proceeded to tell me that he was in an emergency situation and needed to get his medication. He told me that he had $8 and needed to get to 13th street and back with his medication.
I told him I was already on a trip and said I would come back if he wanted. He agreed and I told him I would be back in 15 minutes. I asked him to wait on the street.
I drove my original fare, cleared, and proceeded back downtown to see if the guy was still there.
Upon arrival at the Lethbridge Hotel on 5th street South he was still waiting, now with a friend.
I pulled over and they are very excited that I actually came back. I knew something was up even before I said I would come back, if it were a true emergency I would have had no problem extending a hand.
Long story short they were both new to the city and were former/current intravenous drug users. What I was told was the one dude needed to get his "medication".
So we agree on, well, ..... I can not say.
They have no idea where they are going and I finally get them to Heather Road on the North side, (I was pissed because I was driving up and down 13th street South for them to try to identify a landmark of where this guys place was, the thing that pissed me off the most was the guy new the name of the fucking street a block before we got there, had he told me the fucking street in the first place I would not have wasted time and gas driving around aimlessly, fucking crackers...
So we arrive at the place and the guy in the back seat went in to make the deal, I don't really know what was happening inside but became aware of my safety and surroundings when the black drug dealer in the Chrysler 300 M pulled up and there was some sort of problem with the quantity.
Apparently wherever this guy was from Methadone costs $5 per 30 grams, he had paid $1 per gram here. He was clearly pissed off and I thought shit was going to hit the fan at the dealers place.
Meanwhile I .............(can't really say until employment agreement expires)
Whatever it was he bought he said it was grade A shit but cheap on the quantity. From what I saw he counted maybe 7 or 8 prescription style pills in his hand.
Then the guy asks me to lend him $20 to buy more so he would not get beaten up when he arrived back at the Lethbridge Hotel. I immediately declined and said we had a deal and was holding up my end of the bargain and that I was leaving in two minutes if his friend didn't come back, after all this I think he was really in trouble from whomever had pitched in on the Methadone because he was scared shit less to go back into the Hotel basically empty handed because they were going to eat the pills they had gotten no matter what happened.
The one guy said he was working at the Red Dog Diner and wanted me to come in and he would give me $40 or something, I told him not to worry about it, he was sincerely grateful and I was honest, and shit did not hit the fan.
I decided to stop and he proceeded to tell me that he was in an emergency situation and needed to get his medication. He told me that he had $8 and needed to get to 13th street and back with his medication.
I told him I was already on a trip and said I would come back if he wanted. He agreed and I told him I would be back in 15 minutes. I asked him to wait on the street.
I drove my original fare, cleared, and proceeded back downtown to see if the guy was still there.
Upon arrival at the Lethbridge Hotel on 5th street South he was still waiting, now with a friend.
I pulled over and they are very excited that I actually came back. I knew something was up even before I said I would come back, if it were a true emergency I would have had no problem extending a hand.
Long story short they were both new to the city and were former/current intravenous drug users. What I was told was the one dude needed to get his "medication".
So we agree on, well, ..... I can not say.
They have no idea where they are going and I finally get them to Heather Road on the North side, (I was pissed because I was driving up and down 13th street South for them to try to identify a landmark of where this guys place was, the thing that pissed me off the most was the guy new the name of the fucking street a block before we got there, had he told me the fucking street in the first place I would not have wasted time and gas driving around aimlessly, fucking crackers...
So we arrive at the place and the guy in the back seat went in to make the deal, I don't really know what was happening inside but became aware of my safety and surroundings when the black drug dealer in the Chrysler 300 M pulled up and there was some sort of problem with the quantity.
Apparently wherever this guy was from Methadone costs $5 per 30 grams, he had paid $1 per gram here. He was clearly pissed off and I thought shit was going to hit the fan at the dealers place.
Meanwhile I .............(can't really say until employment agreement expires)
Whatever it was he bought he said it was grade A shit but cheap on the quantity. From what I saw he counted maybe 7 or 8 prescription style pills in his hand.
Then the guy asks me to lend him $20 to buy more so he would not get beaten up when he arrived back at the Lethbridge Hotel. I immediately declined and said we had a deal and was holding up my end of the bargain and that I was leaving in two minutes if his friend didn't come back, after all this I think he was really in trouble from whomever had pitched in on the Methadone because he was scared shit less to go back into the Hotel basically empty handed because they were going to eat the pills they had gotten no matter what happened.
The one guy said he was working at the Red Dog Diner and wanted me to come in and he would give me $40 or something, I told him not to worry about it, he was sincerely grateful and I was honest, and shit did not hit the fan.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Driver Hits Deer.
I almost forgot to mention this incident.
Apparently last Friday a driver was issued a two-hundred and fifty something dollar traffic ticket for running a red light.
The same driver was run into by a deer on Whoop Up Drive (the damage confirms the deer hit the car from the side, it ,,,,,,,speed was 90KM/H........;;;;;
INSERT PICTURE HERE - WHEN YOU ARE BORED
So the cops eventually arrive on the scene and shoot the deer in the head to kill it because it was clearly mangled.
Really what are they supposed to do....take the deer to the emergency veterinary clinic, HAHA. Deer tastes good, but I think they feed deer that have been hit by vehicles to bears. The deer's muscles tense up before being killed by a car and result in chewy meat......
BLAH BLAH BLAH...................
Apparently last Friday a driver was issued a two-hundred and fifty something dollar traffic ticket for running a red light.
The same driver was run into by a deer on Whoop Up Drive (the damage confirms the deer hit the car from the side, it ,,,,,,,speed was 90KM/H........;;;;;
INSERT PICTURE HERE - WHEN YOU ARE BORED
So the cops eventually arrive on the scene and shoot the deer in the head to kill it because it was clearly mangled.
Really what are they supposed to do....take the deer to the emergency veterinary clinic, HAHA. Deer tastes good, but I think they feed deer that have been hit by vehicles to bears. The deer's muscles tense up before being killed by a car and result in chewy meat......
BLAH BLAH BLAH...................
Lethbridge Liquor Store Robbery Gone Wrong?
Something definitely wrong happened in, or just outside, the Lethbridge Liquor Store on 6TH Ave and 5Th Street South.
From what I have heard someone tried to rob the liquor store and/or steal something.
I have known the owner/manager to have a double thick hockey shaft sized bat behind the counter to apprehend potential thieves and burglars.
Apparently the suspect tried to rob the liquor store and the Manager "AKEY" intervened and subdued at least one of the criminals, either killing him in the process or putting him in the hospital.
I followed the ambulance to the hospital and they were in no emergency, but perhaps a hurry because I could not quite keep up.
There were at least 5-7 police vehicles involved in the aftermath. The CSI van later arrived on the scene.
So I guess the lesson is, if you are going to rob a liquor store you face the possibility of getting killed in the process, or at least fucked up big time in this case.
I really can not stop thinking about it. I remember seeing the woman who works there with her head down on the curb outside the liquor store, as well as Akey who was wearing his emergency jacket, which I have never seen him wear before (it was the kind of overthrow an emergency highway worker or a conscientious tow truck driver would wear. TO BE SEEN.
I had a fare a short time later around three blocks from the crime scene and I immediately was thinking "that is very close to the incident", I wondered briefly if I was the eventual getaway plan or something worse...
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The trip was cool... an Alberta Highway Asphalter home for a few days after working on the road in Red Rose or something... near some small town with a D.
The first place he wanted to go was the Lethbridge Liquor store, which was within 45 minutes of the incident. I told him about it and thought that it would be an interesting opportunity to get closer to the scene and maybe gather additional evidence. No evidence was gathered.
I drove as close as I could to the front door and asked two uniformed police officers "I know this is probably a dumb question, but is the liquor store still open?". It was not still open, but did re-open later in the evening.
AMATEUR VIDEO OF POLICE PRESENCE (immediate scene, not including outer perimeter).
From what I have heard someone tried to rob the liquor store and/or steal something.
I have known the owner/manager to have a double thick hockey shaft sized bat behind the counter to apprehend potential thieves and burglars.
Apparently the suspect tried to rob the liquor store and the Manager "AKEY" intervened and subdued at least one of the criminals, either killing him in the process or putting him in the hospital.
I followed the ambulance to the hospital and they were in no emergency, but perhaps a hurry because I could not quite keep up.
There were at least 5-7 police vehicles involved in the aftermath. The CSI van later arrived on the scene.
So I guess the lesson is, if you are going to rob a liquor store you face the possibility of getting killed in the process, or at least fucked up big time in this case.
I really can not stop thinking about it. I remember seeing the woman who works there with her head down on the curb outside the liquor store, as well as Akey who was wearing his emergency jacket, which I have never seen him wear before (it was the kind of overthrow an emergency highway worker or a conscientious tow truck driver would wear. TO BE SEEN.
I had a fare a short time later around three blocks from the crime scene and I immediately was thinking "that is very close to the incident", I wondered briefly if I was the eventual getaway plan or something worse...
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The trip was cool... an Alberta Highway Asphalter home for a few days after working on the road in Red Rose or something... near some small town with a D.
The first place he wanted to go was the Lethbridge Liquor store, which was within 45 minutes of the incident. I told him about it and thought that it would be an interesting opportunity to get closer to the scene and maybe gather additional evidence. No evidence was gathered.
I drove as close as I could to the front door and asked two uniformed police officers "I know this is probably a dumb question, but is the liquor store still open?". It was not still open, but did re-open later in the evening.
AMATEUR VIDEO OF POLICE PRESENCE (immediate scene, not including outer perimeter).
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