I love drivin a taxi .....its a great excuse not to go to work .....
Brilliant
Your office pen pusher may go to "work", but he doesn't have to put up with any of the following shite:
when you're not in the mood for someone that won't shut up talking complete nonsense after you've had a barney with herself just before you left the house, or the last leg of your bet has let you down for 3 or 4 hundred and your head is hopping.
When you get a puncture at 3am in some dark place and you're trying to hold your torch and line the wheel up to the holes at the same time.
Some cnut full to the gills with stout drops the most horrendous fart just as he's getting up off the seat beside you to leave - and says nothing thinking you didn't notice as you start gagging.
You have a booking of your own at a certain time. You have a nice little fare on board that is just the right timing and area to bring you nicely to your booking. You get him there and the pr1ck says oh sorry this is a return run, did your office not say?
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