Waffler is heading back into town after dropping a fare up to Tallaght.
He gets to Cork st and a person in a wooly hat and wooly cardigan is walking up the
road on the other side.Waffler sees its a guy as he gets closer.

Waffler winds down his window. The guy who was wearing glasses,which were all steamed up
because of the cold weather says,"How much is it to Templeogue from here?".
"About 10 or 12 euros",says Waffler.
"No,I mean how much time to walk?",he says.
"Half hour",says Waffler.
"Do'nt suppose you fancy a Blow job", says the guy.
"No ,thanks,good luck",says Waffler as he speeds off towards town.
"Unbelievable",says Waffler to himself.
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Thursday 3.22 am.
Waffler drives in to town along Dame st and empty taxis everywhere.
He turns into Temple bar. Streets deserted.
He turns onto the quays and this young couple were standing there.

The girl walks over to the taxi and opens the front passenger door.
She waves a ten euro note and says,"I need to get to a place past Clonee".
"That will cost about 30 plus euro",says Waffler.
"I only have a tenner and my friends have gone without me",she says.
"Has your boyfriend no money",says Waffler.
"Oh he's not my boyfriend ,i only met him tonight",she says.
"Sorry ,love,but its too far",says Waffler.
"Thanks anyway,your the eighth taxi I've tried",she says.
"Good luck,keep on trying you might get a taxi man that lives out that way on his way home",
says Waffler,"If you have no luck why do'nt you go to the 24hr Mac Donalds in o'Connell st and wait there for the first bus,you can always have a Happy meal".
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Thursday 3.35 am

"Third time lucky",thinks Waffler.
"Airport,please",they say.
"Phew,that's a relief",says Waffler to himself.
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