The call was for Garret St. near Dorchester. A young black girl got in. When I threw the meter it showed a dollar fifty. Some times called a flag drop.
She protested, a dollar fifty already?
A person who would say that is poor and is not familiar with riding cabs. That raised the red flag of warning of potential problems.
I asked her destination. It sounded like Sears which would mean go to the end of the block, left onto Remount, right onto Rivers.
No sooner do I pull off than she asks, why are you going the long way? (It's called the long way game)
There is a a certain group of people who are notorius
back seat drivers and complainers. So I do what I do, I pull over and stop to discuss it.
I asked her how much difference in the fare she thinks from here to the corner would make?
At the most a nickel, more like two cents and your hasseling me over that. I'll tell you what if your that hard up I'll give you a quarter and you'll be that much ahead.
With that we took off my way. At Remount and Rivers I give her a bit of advice, "If your watching the pennies you can't see the dollars".
Turns out she was going to a motel on Rivers so I had started in the right direction.
At the motel an older man comes out to pay. The fare was six dollars and ten cents but I rounded it off to six even. He paid it.
Turns out she was a young hooker serviceing an older trick. She wasn't even paying for it and was hasseling me about it.
Some people are just too cheap.
There's a saying on the streets, blacks are cheap, niggers are worse.
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