Customer confidentiality

[john m]

Just off the phone with me mate .Saturday he got a fare from town to lets say Lucan he arrives yer one pays him .Her husband opens the front door and she mutters I didnt think that Fucker would be home as she gets out .Her husband asks her where she was and she tells him its none of his business so he asks the driver where he picked her up he says ask her .Thenyer man gets mouthy .What would you of done ?told him or told him to fuck off ?

[Rat Catcher]

I would have questioned why he didn't know and who wears the trousers in his house and maybe asked if he needed a bigger stick for to beat her with.

[watty]

I'd tell the truth.

Sounds like the husband was looking to hit someone - might as well be the wife rather than you?  Afterall, she was the one who promised 'till death do us apart

If you felt that strongly about it, maybe pop in or call the local cop shop...

[Dr. Martin Gooter Bling]

Simple.
Fifty quid and I'll tell ye.

[Tony]

I had a situation like that a while back,  I just told him to ask her and don't be bothering me with your problems.

[The Liffey Lip]

Simple.
Fifty quid and I'll tell ye.

Proper taximan and excluding the fare, of course.