Excerpt from Taxi Diaries 2.
Valentines night 2017;
I pick up a young/middle aged couple going home on a fare about Midnight,
all is not good, she barks her destination at me and then there is an
Icy silence in the cab with a Thunder and Lightning kinda atmosphere.
I'm guessing that their Valentines night plans did not go according to plan,
but I keep me gob shut as is my job.
Along the way a Russian Taxi colleague of mine, a Big Bald Stocky lad
ex Russian military rings me as I have the Two customers in the car, I take
the call and it goes straight to the bluetooth loudspeaker, my extremely
drunk Russian friend comes on the line slurring in a very distinct Russian accent;
"Hi Ken, this Vaz, ....I need taxi, I'm in..........
I'm.............. Fook !, ....Ken need taxi you collect me ?.."
"We drink little vodka, I little bit drunk........................
Fook !..... OK, I need taxi home..............Fook ! ...........
Where I am ........ I'm in Northside, can you collect me ?
....Fook !.... Where am I ?.....I don't know where I am......
...................I get address, ....I ring you back..... Fook !........."
With that all said (And that's the Shortened version) he hangs up.
My male customer in the front seat lets loose and laughs out loud,
the lady in the back is holding her hand to her mouth trying to conceal
her fit of laughter. The lady on arriving at her home says to me;
"That's the best taxi ride ever, that's made my Valentines night" !