As soon as I pulled into the XXXXXX parking lot and saw my passengers I just wanted to drive away and next time I will. This is why:
Slumped over one another were three XXXXXX men and a XXXXXX woman. Against my better judgement I decided to load the passengers. I loaded the woman's wheelchair into the trunk, keeping a close eye on the guy in the front seat.
They do not really know what is going on or where they want to go. The wretched smell of lysol, mouthwash, alcohol, piss, and a little diarrhea consumed the air in the car and was absolutely unbearable. I rolled down my window and proceeded to XXXXXX on the North side so they could buy cigarettes.
We get to the store and the guy that wanted to buy the cigarettes did not understand why we were there. The woman in the back seat insisted he buy cigarettes but he would not. We start driving towards the South side when the people in the back ask me to pull over at the XXXXXX bank. One of the males asked me to "pop your hood", "pop your hood, we need the wheelchair eh".
So I pop the trunk and they get the wheelchair and are on their way. The guy sitting in the front wants to get liquor from the South side and now that the wheelchair is gone, so is my collateral (it is sad to say that the wheelchair was collateral to get paid, but that is just the way it is, I sure as hell would have kept the wheelchair if I was not paid, which I was not anyway).
The guy soon realizes that his friends took his bottle of mouthwash and he started blaming me and was holding me personally responsible for his "friends" taking his lysol or mouthwash or whatever it was. I said I did not give a shit what they took and demanded cash to continue on the with the ride (I was getting fed up at this point). To my surprise he pulled out maybe $500 in cash. I asked for a $20 deposit to continue on with the ride. He refused.
I was looking at his face and his bottom lip was protruding from his mouth around 1.75 inches and it was massively infected or something else was definitely wrong. From his lip saliva was dripping down onto his shirt where it had been collecting for some time I am sure. He was fucked up on something and I told him to get out of the car. He refused.
I turned the car off and got out. I went around the vehicle and opened the passenger side door where the drooling drunk drugged up piece of shit homeless lysol ingesting man was sitting. As much as I wanted to grab him and throw him to the curb, touching him or any of his clothing was definitely going to be a last resort.
I finally coaxed him into getting out of the car and the best part was I did not have to touch him and risk contracting some sort of virus or infectious disease.
I learned my lesson and next time I see you there is no way in hell you or your bum friends are getting into my taxi.
To the guy with the badly infected eye who thought he was taking such good care of his piss soaked wheelchair bound girlfriend. You should smell her or look at her when you are not fucked up on mouthwash and lysol and maybe then you will see what a terrible job you are doing taking care of her.