I thought I would make a New Year appearance, for a limited time only.
It’s been over two years since I freed myself from the daily monotony of driving a cab, and even now, I have nightmares that I am still doing the job. The sense of relief in knowing that one has escaped, working sh*t hours for sh*t pay picking up sh*t people, is more than a body can express in a few lines on an Internet forum. Although, I'll do my best to convey to you my obvious delight in having made it out. My only real regret is that I did not do it ten years sooner.
To quote the late, great, Jimmy Reid “a rat race is for rats” and never were truer words spoken when applied to the Private Hire or Taxi Trades.
And before anyone answers this comment by making ridiculous statements about how great, it is to be a cabby. You are a moron, and you need to have your head examined to think such a thing.
Oh and guys, I don’t know who was worse to work with, the council, the company committees, fellow taxi drivers or the punters. Honestly, I look back now and can’t make up my mind, who takes first place on my lowlife scum list of feckwits, regrettably it is too close to call.
Your thoughts gentlemen ...
