Saturday, 31 August 2013

A Rainy night in Dublin





Waffler was driving along  O'Connell st in his taxi and could barely see out of the window with all the heavy rain bouncing off the window.This guy in a black leather jacket ,jeans and a big mop of red hair whistles with his hand outstretched from a doorway.Waffler pulls up a few metres past the guy .The guy opens the back door, puts what looked like a big black bag on the back seat and then jumps in the front seat beside Waffler .
"Where to?",says He.
"Phibsboro,and make it quick",says Redser
"Horrible night",says Waffler.
"Just drive",says Redser.
"Okey dokey".
As they are approaching their destination,Redser shouts,"Stop here".
Waffler pulls over and the meter reads 6 euros,and before he gets a chance to say the fare,Redser opens the door throws 15 euros on the seat and runs off down the road.
"Happy days",he thought to himself,"nice tip".
With that he proceeded to do a u-turn and just when he was halfway through it ,when he heard a big scream come from the back seat ,"Where the feck do you think you're going?".
Waffler jams the brakes ,WTF,he thinks and looks behind him and there behind him is this tiny little woman.
"I am going to Ballymun,Did you forget about me?".
"Jeez ,i did not know you were there",he says.
What he thought was a black bag that Redser threw in the back seat was actually this little bundle dressed in black.
"Dont mind that Bollix,we had a Bull and Cow",she says,as she climbs over the seat and jumps in the front seat
 beside him nearly taking his head off with her Stilettos
They head to Ballymun and The little woman never stopped waffling and poor oul Waffler couldn't get a word in edge ways.
They  pull up outside her house and still she carries on with her yapping ,the meter is gone past the 15 euros at this stage .
Finally she stops talking ,looks at the meter which is at 22 euros,and says "How much did he give you ?".
"15",says he.
"The miserable shite,i have no money,hang on till i have a look in my handbag",she says.
"You're going to have to call back tomorrow for the rest of the money ,cause all i have is 1 euro."
"Here take it anyway",she says as she opens the door and points to her house and says,"That's my house,come back tomorrow".She closes the door and heads in to her house trying to balance herself on her Stilettos.
Poor Waffler what he thought was a handy tip turned into a loss.(He never went back for the rest of the fare).

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