Taxi Stories- No Gas? No Problem Mon

I always knew public transportation would be the bane of my existence, but it turns out to be quite an 'oxymoronish' kind of situation. Travelling on taxis to work in the morning does in fact cause me much misery but also turns out to be quite amusing in an after-the-fact kind of way.
So as you can imagine, more often than not, my mornings to work turn out to be quite an adventure. So, I'm a gonna be noice, yes noice, can you hear it huh? Huh? and share some of my stories with ya!



So this particular morning I'm running late, like 2 hours late but no biggie really. I finally manage to get a taxi and I'm really happy because sun and makeup is most definitely not a pretty sight. Gladly, I get in the front and Ha! The Joke's on me. This taxi has no A/C and just my luck the windows do not go down. According to this taximan he went to the autoelectrician the day before and he somehow magically messed up all the electronics. Great *rolls* eyes. AT this point I'm sweating, water is gushing from my face and scalp. I try not to be too miserable and accept my fate until the car starts to sputter! Sputter, Sputter, Sputter...I'm here thinking Ok he can't find the gear...clutch, gear, clutch, sputter, sputter and then...NOTHING the blasted taxi is...can you guess? OUT OF GAS! Are you kidding me! So

I'm already mapping the new plan: get out walk to the next bus stop and catch another cab, a bus maybe. But alas ingenious taximan; No gas? No problem mon. My ingenious taximan puts the car in reverse, switch to the opposite side of the road and proceed to let the car run a mile down the hill, on the main road, back to the gas station. OMG I was so embarassed! Here we are running down the road in reverse and everyone is staring at us. Its a very, very odd feeling, staring at the car in front, well behind us if you really think about it. And then, on top of all of this when we finally get to the Gas station he buys...drum roll please...JAM$500 worth of gas, about US$5, so you know he gonna be running out of gas again in short order. Surprisingly enough we all sat there calm as ever as though this is all rather normal behaviour. Lord help us all with these taxis. He must be watching over us for the adventures we survive. How I manage to actually make it to work in one piece most mornings is obviously the work of God. Caribbean Cabs!