Taxi Cupid
I always have some really interesting stories circulating around the Thai taxi drivers. They are such a unique group of people that brought the bright colour to the Bangkok street. The one I took this morning, came top of the list, on par with the one taxi I took that was crawling in ants. Anyway, this taxi driver refused to take even a baht from me because I scolded him for taking the wrong way and made me stuck in traffic for 10 mins longer than normally. I didn’t think I told him off that badly, but was just asking why he didn’t go the way I asked him to go. Maybe my tone was harsher than normally because I had the headache from a deprived in caffeine, but still, he didn’t have to get so upset that he didn’t want to take any fare.
Gosh, so there…he told me about his hard earning life, and that he also has a dignity (talking about blowing this out of proportion) and I could almost hear a tear drop coming out of his eyes. The conversation lasted for a minute, while the other cars were waiting to drop off the other passengers. I had to end this, thinking this is way too much of a morning for me already, so I said to him, “I have a hard earning life too, and I understand, I didn’t mean to raise my voice. Please take my money. Please take my money. Please.” He finally gave in, THANK YOU GOD, and we departed in peace.
Chris also sent me a link this morning of a taxi driver in New York that tried to matchmake people. Isn’t that cute?
