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."

To the Employee of the XXXXXX 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 did not 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 was 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.

Blind XXXXXX

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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX. (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...

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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Uniforms

To be discussed.

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 XXXXXXl.

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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX, 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.

Job Opening

Job Opening:

Wanted (not by me):

1 or more XXXXXX prostitutes from the XXXXXX.

All the current prostitutes from the XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX crack whores, if you are XXXXXX, 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 XXXXXX and you are sure to make a few bucks... just don't get murdered.

Please forward your resume to XXXXXX (care of Lethbridge Corrections Center (jail)) or XXXXXX in the physch ward.

Cool Trip

Senator J.F.

Appointed by Trudeau.

Wierd Flag

I was sent for a call to XXXXXX Downtown and was on my way when this guy flagged me down at around 8pm in front of the Lethbridge XXXXXX.

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 XXXXXX I 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 XXXXXX...

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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX. 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 XXXXXX 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.

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...................

Lethbridge XXXXXX Store Robbery Gone Wrong?

Something definitely wrong happened in, or just outside, the Lethbridge XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX 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 XXXXXX 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).

HIV....Rumour.....Driver Story.

Apparently a certain XXXXXX woman who happens to work the streets at night has contracted, or has had for some time, a serious infectious viral disease known as HIV.

Also she has become pregnant and is completely fucked up.

XXXXXX the Crack Whore.....

What an interesring Sunday. I did not expect such an eventful night, especially one full of rumours, other drivers stories, and a police presence.

Apparantly, XXXXXX the "Crack Whore" XXXXXX prostitute whom I have mentioned previously has been in jail recently, then released, then she violated her probation and was returned to prison.

She was again supposedly released and has a strict curfew of 8:00PM and to refrain from using drugs, according to her (supposed) bail conditions.

The last time she was apparantly seen, by anyone I know, was walking Southbound down 5th street smoking out of her new crack pipe.

Who knows for sure about that...but I wouldn't doubt it. I have seen her recently in that area of Lethbridge and have had my suspiciouns. Also, I have not seen her out past her curfew.

Pissed Off = Destroyed Phone

The video clip says it all.

Response...

To...Reader Comment

My Email to you was undeliverable.


I have read your message to me, a few times, and I have a response for you.

I believe your message was truthful and accurate. I also believe your message was full of racism. Perhaps you have become accustomed to native people ripping you off or committing crimes, sometimes against you.

I have been ripped ripped off equally by natives and white people. Perhaps I am able to recognize a bad trip and have not been ripped off by natives as much as you have, but I doubt that because you have been driving for much longer than I have.

I really am not quite sure how to respond to your letter. You say that Lethbridge is not a racist city, although within the letter you sent you are somewhat/very racist yourself.

Of course neither you or I want to admit it but I believe that most white people in Lethbridge are racist towards natives.

It only takes one negative experience.

I grew up in a multicultural community and have had and still have friends that are Hindi, Muslim, Black, Chinese, etc. After becoming a cab driver in Lethbridge I honestly believe the job has caused me to become prejudice and even racist towards certain natives.

I have had a few drinks tonight and normally I do not speak about this issue. I agree with you that it is mostly the select few natives that do not give a shit about themselves that portray a negative image about their race.

In conclusion I have to disagree with you that there is not racism in Lethbridge towards the native population. Most people that I speak with are racist towards natives.

I am saddened that I live in a community where racism against natives is abundant.

Also I have no idea who you are and that is OK with me.


D

Response

I have read your message to me, a few times, and I have a response for you.

I believe your message was truthful and accurate. I also believe your message was full of racism. Perhaps you have become accustomed to XXXXXX people ripping you off or committing crimes, sometimes against you.

I have equally been ripped ripped off by XXXXXX and XXXXXX people. Perhaps I am able to recognize a bad trip and have not been ripped off by XXXXXX as much as you have, but I doubt that because you have been driving for much longer than I have.

I really am not quite sure how to respond to your letter. You say that Lethbridge is not racist, although within the letter you sent you are somewhat/very racist yourself.

Of course neither you or I want to admit it but I believe that most XXXXXX people in Lethbridge are racist towards XXXXXX.

It only takes one negative experience.

I grew up in a multicultural community and have had and still have friends that are Hindi, muslin, black, Chinese, etc. After becoming a cab driver in Lethbridge I honestly believe that has caused me to become prejudice and even racist towards certain XXXXXX.

I have had a few drinks tonight and normally I do not speak about this issue. I agree with you that it is mostly the select few XXXXXX that do not give a shit about themselves that portray a negative image about their race.

In conclusion I have to disagree with you that there is not racism in Lethbridge towards the XXXXXX population. Most people that I speak with are racist towards natives.

I am saddened that I live in a community where racism against XXXXXX is abundant.

Also I have no idea who you are and that is OK with me.


D

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Neil Young Concert

Everyone I spoke with enjoyed the show except for the guy that was tripping balls and had a bad trip off some drug. He thought the opening act was Neil young and was disappointed in his voice, and every aspect of the show. Apparently he never even saw neil young because I picked him up at 9:30 and from the information I have gathered Neil Young did not come on stage untill 10:00 PM.

Vietnam Veteran

This was definitely the most unusual trip I have had for some time. I flagged three males from the XXXXXX bus depot. The older war veteran had a walker and I think he was intoxicated and had some mental issues.

The trip began by looking for a prostitute. The older guy was looking for a hooker and did not want to give up because he needed pussy to prove that he was not gay. There were no hookers available downtown and I asked my dispatcher to phone a certain escort agency.

Apparently the escort page was ripped out of the phone book at the office and the dispatcher was unable to get me the number.

After giving up on looking for a hooker we went to the liquor store so they could get more beer.

I look back on it now and knew at the time it was quite strange that they had no luggage. No change of clothes, no nothing. I asked where they were coming from and they would not say.

I was scared right off the get go because the guy was telling me about murdering people and slashing there necks. Fuck me was I ever freaked out. If it was not for the decent nephew the trip would have ended much sooner. Also the police were staking out the XXXXXX which made me a little suspicious. While loading these passengers the bus driver was looking at me. The scene was very strange and I immediately became suspicious and the red flag was raised.

He eventually mentioned that the kid had a bomb and he was forced to slit his throat, what you hear in the recording is that he blew his head off, but I am pretty sure there was more than one "kid" that he killed in the war. It was a completely fucked up trip. I recorded the very end once we arrived at the hotel and he broke down on me.