Priestess Kandi

A Day In The Life of A Taxi Driver - New Years Eve 2009



Posted: Sunday, January 04, 2009

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Whoo Hoo!! We made it through another year. Can you believe it? I can hardly contain myself. This has been one bumpy ride. And now all of that is over.

Being a Taxi Driver can be quite rewarding in more ways than one. There is nothing like it in the world!

I made some new friends and caught up with a couple old ones. I met new people from all over the world and experienced a garden variety of situations, all over a 12 hour period.

Tonight I had lots of fun, though I can't help but to think of how disappointing it was for everyone, financially, this year. I can remember a time when we would have all booked and taken home about 3-4 times more than we did over the past day.

I was almost glad that Buddy decided to tag along for the ride.

Buddy is my best friend. He is a small, blond, six and a half year old Pekingese. He has been part of the family since he was only three months old. He rode along on the front passenger seat as one set of passengers came and went. Watching intensely out the window and paying close attention to where we were going and where we were at. He would check out each person who entered the cab just by looking at them over. He was enjoying his New Year!

Around 1:30 AM I was crossing Ocean Blvd. A van ran out in front of me. I slammed on the breaks and avoided a collision. Buddy was not buckled in. His entire body slammed into the dash board and then he dropped into the floor board. He was shaken and scared. Heck, I was too. I was afraid that he was injured worse than the bump on his head and his upset nervous system. It was at this moment I decided that it was time for Buddy to go home and rest. I was glad that the dash is built so high, otherwise Buddy would have met the wind shield.

You see, I feel like everything happens for a reason.

At one moment my mind started spinning, only lasting for a few seconds, and I realized the there was a good reason I must have been sent to pick up each and every one of the people whom I did this night.

I set out each day with a mission.

Today I'll be in the right place, at the right time, to meet the right people, for the betterment of all.'

I see opportunity in every challenge.'

This day did not short change me on challenges, this is for sure.

I know that I didn't do as well as others, but did better than others. It seems, according to the statics, that I may have faired out average.

Over all I did well if you ask me. Just look at the big picture.

Note: This is not the order of events of the evening.

The Best highlight of the evening:

At midnight I met my husband who also drives a taxi for the same company. We saw 2009 arrive together!

This was one of the highlights of the evening:

Not one person puked in my cab and I only had one guy which passed out in the cab.

But hey! I didn't have to deal with that, because he had 4 friends with him! Now here's the kicker; these 5 individuals were on their way out.

I picked them up in a taxi at approximately 11:20 PM; EST, to go OUT and celebrate the coming of the New Year.

I have to wonder what this guy's last memory will be. Will he even remember that he was in a cab, at all? Good thing he had 4 friends to help bring him into the New Year. He seemed to be having a problem with this all by himself.

I went on a total of 3 NSP's (No Service Provided). This is where you get to the call and drive away with no fare.

Then I ended up picking up two fares that had no money. I could have had them sent to jail, but over a $5-$10 run? No way! In the end I'd have lost much more than it would have been worth. The wait time alone, for the officers to arrive to the scene, would have hurt any taxi driver's pockets this night.

So I took their word that they will, oh let's wait for it.. I'll pay you tomorrow after I get up with my boys and do this here drug deal.'

- This guy is utterly obnoxious! When he called me a car ran out in front of me

I'll tip you really well and you are now my mode of transportation, guaranteed for at least the next 6 months.'

- This guy seems genuine, yet sly.

Ok, keeping an open mind, I can not say that I believe or disbelieve either statement. I have to be impartial, yet judgmentally sound at the same time.

Different Type of Highlight:

I met up with some old acquaintances.

I had the pleasure of meeting one chick's daughter, sister and a friend of the family, when I took them home. It was a bit different, than usual, to see her. You see, she one of the best damned barkeeps on the Grand Strand, in south Myrtle Beach. We are accustomed to looking at each other from across the bar.

Hey! I got asked for my first autograph while driving a Taxi Cab. I can tell you that this can be a scary thought! People are funny and have used the Can I have your autograph ?' line to harm others before.

They took home with them a dated and autographed Kill Syndrome DVD (Single). There were even 3 photos snapped of her sister and me. She told me she would share these photos with me through E-Mail. I replied, in a joking manner, the she would be the first one to actually do it.

Many photos have been taken of me, but never have I received any. I have to wonder if I am scaring them away, though. Once you have seen Kill Syndrome, or even some of the behind the scenes shots , you will never be the same!

Then I picked up another long lost barkeep. On the ride to his pad we reminisced about how we ( Kluckin Films ) would come in and brainstorm, leaving behind strange drawings on napkins. He even recalled my preferred kind of ale.

On my way to pick up a bid call I see one of the stars from The Bleeding' by Kluckin Films . Though it is a dry 28 degrees and windy; I see him walking down the sidewalk with a glow of total joy of the nights celebration beaming like a beacon. He lives in a neighboring state so we do not get to see him much. It turned out that he had been trying to contact me or my husband for the past 5 hours, with no success. Even after approaching another taxi driver with our own company. He claims that the driver refused to help him get in touch with us.

The pick up was only 2 blocks away from where I had seen our star. I pull into the parking lot and get out of my cab, then walk in and ask for the person who ordered the cab.

Sitting there in front of me, at the bar, a couple piped up quickly and said that they got tired of waiting and took off walking'. Back out to my cab I go. Another driver with the same company whipped his taxi into the parking lot.

I told him what happened. He immediately started to defend the fare, saying, That's my ex-room mate, they are waiting for me.' Let me go in and see what they're doing'.

Just about the time he starts to walk around the van they came out the door. The male of the couple walked up to me with a $5 bill in his hand, looked me square in the eye, smiled and proclaimed Sorry, we're riding with him, but thanks for showing up.' Then he extended the $5 my way. I just smiled and said thank you and got back in my cab, then drove away.

Our star was weighing heavily on my mind and my heart. I dig out my old phone, which I use as a phone directory, and dialed his cell. You should have heard the surprise in his voice when he realized it was me! I back tracked 2 blocks and got to meet a friend of his, from back home, and spend about 10 minutes talking. We got our hugs in, because we both know that will be the last time we see each other, until the next time he decides to pop back in. No one ever knows when that will happen, sometimes not even him, till he is just there again.

I picked up 2 ladies, my grandmother's age, and carried them one block, from their hotel, to the nearest country bar. Bright Blessings and Healing Energies I send to thee. They had arrived in Myrtle Beach to ring in the New Year. They spent the entire day in a doctor's office having a leg examined.

Of course they wanted my card with my personal number on it. I did give it to them. Long after I had dropped them off and had almost forgotten about them, for the moment, one of the ladies called my new cell phone to put in a request for a time call. I took it.

It happened that they wanted to be picked up at the same time the party place was to close. I did arrive about 10 minutes early. Sitting outside I actually acquired 2 fares. The ladies did not mind that a group of 4 wanted to ride as well. The second group was going in the same direction, only further south.

This actually happened to me twice this night. Taxi service may be difficult for some to get on New Year's Eve. This is one day most people do not mind sharing a taxi with total strangers.

Over all I have to say that I had a great night, met some wonderful people, helped many celebrate the New Year and on top of it saved a lot of lives.

By the end of the night I ended up driving about 170 miles. This cost me all of $20.00 to fill the gas tank. I spend $3.00 on cleaning the Taxi. I booked $201.00 0n the meter and ended up taking home about $150.00 cash.

Can you say that your New Year's Eve was this rewarding?

Happy New Year Everyone and may 2009 be Happy, Healthy and prosperous for you and yours~

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Priestess Kandi Ranson

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About Priestess Kandi Ranson

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Born in Sanford Florida on March 12, 1970 (in this body), Priestess Kandi Ranson was destined to be an entertainer! She could always see herself being an actress on the big screen, then one day she was. She is a virtual assistant available to help you complete the tasks that will help your business grow through web site building, marketing on and offline, social networking, affiliate income, event organization, web master & more.

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