Charlie HD wasn’t falling for this clever trap on Cesar Chavez, but if I really really really needed to catch a cab in a hurry, I might just dance with the devil.
Of course, I’d probably also have to put in some extra Jesus bounce house time as penance just to be safe…
taxi from hell for me would include no credit card machine, windows stuck down on a freezing raining night, terrible music & a cab driver that takes you way off route for a shortcut that doesn’t exist.
……and a back seat that smells like ass and greasy takeout.