Story 1 of my time so far driving a taxi
I'm making these so I can read through them all when I finish up my taxi days. I'm only 25. Here's hoping I don't quit when I'm 70
Okay, first story because it happened just now and I'm sitting at the rank doing nothing, and it's a short story so here goes.
Pick up a fare that was only going down the road. Fair enough, let's go. He asks how my nights been and I say I've been sitting at the rank before I got him for 2 hours, so not to well for me. He's like, Yeah righto, what do you do when you're sitting there?
Im like I just sit on my phone, go on FB and Tumblr, and play some Hearthstone.
He's like siiick dude
(here's where it gets interesting)
I'm like do you play? He goes, yeah I don't really halfstone, I play fullstone
(me thinking he's making a funny) oh nice dude, nice, cAnt believe I hadn't thought that joke. (seeing as I love making dad jokes wherever I can)
He's like, yeah it's funny aye, got into it a while ago and now I go full aye.
Anyway, we rock up to his place, he pays and tips well, I say thanks and he turns to me as he gets out of the car and says "Stay lit bro"
Closes the door, I'm thinking to myself, what?
Then it dawns on me, he actually meant full stone, as in weed. So I've had a five min chat with a guy who thinks that I've been lighting up at work, in the car or outside, whilst still doing taxi driving between joints, and I was thinking he was an avid gamer.
Funny the miscommunication, just like the time my cousin from England came over and we had a miscommunication about thongs. For Aussies being flip flops or sandals, or thongs as we call them, and for him, a G-string.
"You can see her thong down her pants bruv"
"Must be loose pants"
