I don't mind them, I had two longish jobs over the last few nights that started with; "How much ? Are ya gonna rob me ? Etc", but the first one ended up with yer-man-o offering to show me his collection of vintage cars in his garage (including a Porsche), I was like a kid in a candy store in his garage and he had to boot me out of his garage in the end.
The other one just last night a youngish 30 something pretty lass with similar nasty starting lines, she asked to stop to be sick along the way blaming me fer driving too fast and I handed her tissues from my glove compartment kinda expecting the worst, we had to stop a second time before her home with me providing more tissues and assuring her that I would get her home safely and that there was no worries and to take her time. At journey end down some bog road in South Cork the fare was 41.60, she handed up a Nifty note and required no change as she exited. Then she came back to my cab window and said; "You are the most patient and kind man I ever met, Thank you fer looking after me".
