It's the same old story... its 17.45 and you're sitting in peak hour traffic waiting to get home. You glance over, and the sorry looking lad in the car next to you has the same tired, forlorn aggravated look on his face. As you inch forward, meter by meter, like sheep being herded to your final destination, quietly sitting in your lane, following the road rules and regulations, no matter how insanely annoying, irritating or nonsensical they may be... and it happens... the rush of rust heaps on wheels that come whizzing past your window with their music blaring, and their horns honking, and their arm sticking out the window like some random bodily appendage that has no use other to flip you the bird or lift their hand in some feeble attempt to thank you, when in fact, you didn't let them in, they took a gap that didn't exist, and near scraped your neat little car.
I hate taxi's. I hate them with such a passion, I get angry when I see them in rear view mirror, even when they following the rules they pissing me off. Their smug, self righteous, 'we deserve' mentality. I want to knock your living socks off and wipe that smug look off your face with my shoe!
I sit their, in my lane, and my brain has a moment of weakness, where I think...'maybe I should drive in the far left lane, because its faster, and then cut into the right at the last minute'... but I cannot bring myself to do it. I cannot bring myself to stoop to that level. To assume that my time, is worth more value than that of every other person just like me sitting in the traffic, following the rules, waiting to get home. Im angry at myself for not being able to do it, but pat myself on the back with a false sense of congratulations because I knew better than to cut my travel time down by 5 minutes.
Try as I may, I am unable to fathom why it is that taxi driver's assume their time is worth more, that they do not have to follow the road rules, be it staying your lane, using that little flicker called an indicator to advise others around you of where you want to go... it almost seems as though their arm acts as a large annoying indicator by flapping it like a bird out the window when you want to cut in. Their unroadworthy, rusted, smooth tyres, boot tied down by a piece of string heap that they call a car... aaargh!
I don't give into the the story of 'well, they need to make a living'... I need to make a living to... but you don't see me cutting email etiquette short to ensure I send out more emails. Noooooo... so why should I forgive you. you are a menace to society, you piss people off, you cause accidents, and you put the lives of the people in your vehicle, in unnecessary danger, not to mention... those around you.
I lived in JHB for many a year, and can recall quite clearly driving past a taxi driver who used.. wait for it... no... not a steering wheel to steer his vehicle, but rather ... a spanner... that had replaced the steering wheel. I watched in shock, horror and utter disbelief, as this man weaved his taxi in between traffic by shifting the spanner as if he were in a workshop.
That feeling when you don't let a taxi driver in and they drive past, and stare at you with that creepy, dirty almost evil like grin, as if to say 'im coming for you... one day'.... it may terrify most, but honestly, im laughing at you... cause your day will come, and hopefully it wont be with a bunch of innocent passengers in the car, when your wheel blows thanks to shoddy maintenance and you drive your crappy piece of tin off the road...
I am one of those people... when i'm in my lane, and I seeing you zooting down the emergency lane to cut the traffic, I will pull half way into the emergency lane and stay half in my lane, and block you. I couldnt give a flying flamingo about how late you are, or that you have paying customers or that you threaten me.. I will sit put, and annoy you as much as you annoy me!
Just the other day I watched about 3 taxi's pull this maneauvre, and just as I was about to get upset, I noticed two sneakily hidden metro cops reach out and pull the bastards over... I grinned, and clapped, and recieved a knowing nod from the metro officer who noticed my jubilation and I drove home, smiling from ear to ear, a smile bit of justice served to make my day.
Aaaah yes, South African Taxi's... the laughing stock of SA transport...
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