The guy who expects me to pay him 37 bucks in exact change at 9 in the morning
The guy who shares his life history with me whether I like it or not
The guy who persistently asks creepy personal questions
The guy who checks me out before deeming me good enough to ride in his cab
The guy who refuses to go anywhere I want to
The guy who keeps the meter up but refuses to take passengers
The guy who agrees to give me a ride, but changes his mind after I get into the cab
The guy who complains about everything, including the fact that I’m making him drive
And my personal favourite,
The guy who just drives in any odd direction, without knowing the way, figuring that we’ll reach there one way or the other.
All said and done, I have only this to say:
Dear Scooty, come back home, all is forgiven.