This was a weird hour for a fender breaker, all taxis over by Penn Station, nobody else, no traffic.
Throgs Neck, The Bronx
-Above is a small tennis club I think, up at the peninsula of the Bronx. I'd never driven locally through there before. What were the odds right when I was looking for a parking spot in the Lower East Side to have a guy want to go all the way here in the early morning? I got lost a little after dropping him off of course, oh, he rounded up to the dollar and tipped me a whole 20 or 40 cents for the fare. It didn't matter because I was happy to have done a big ride at such a dead time, and I got to see another piece of New York rare to most of us.
-This idiot taxi driver refused to give me enough space to switch lanes more than once further up on Broadway despite him being empty and I having a fare. But to make things really stupid, he went right passed me on the left in the bicycle lane, trying to get to the front of all 5 cars and occupied the bike lane at the traffic light. What a complete dumb-ass! Who was he competing with? there were no other empty cabs! drive responsibly jerk! I wasn't too mad at him though, because taxi drivers who drive like this are bound to fail.