Saturday, 8 March 2014

DAILY TALES.

Thursday 6.30 pm.
Waffler is dropping a fare off on Southside Dublin.
He pulls in to a car park to drop person off.
He's about to take off when he hears a banging noise coming from beside him.
There's no sign of anyone around.
He reverses taxi and there on his knees is this guy with a small lump hammer bashing a clamp
on his car.The guy looks around at Waffler and says."The effers clamped the Wife's car and they want
140 euros to release it,no way are we paying that".
Waffler nods to the guy and heads out of there.
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12.20 am. Friday.
Couple get in Waffler's taxi in O'Connell st and the girl is bawling her eyes out.
"What's wrong ,dear were your friends mean to you ?",the guy says.
The girl was so upset she could barely speak .
"Thanks for coming in to collect me",she sobs to the guy.
The girl starts trying to tell the guy why she was so upset but breaks down and asks to get out of Taxi.
Waffler pulls over and the guy pays and off they go.
Waffler pulls off and stops down the road at traffic lights and glances in the back seat and
a glitter catches his eye.
He pulls over and picks up a lovely ladies gold watch.
He turns around and heads up the road to find the couple and luckily they were still walking
close by.
He pulls over and gives the watch to the girl.
"Thanks so much",she sobs.
"No problem",says Waffler glad not to make her night any worse.
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Friday 3.15 am.
Waffler pulls into Temple bar looking for a fare.
There's a few people in a food joint so pulls over and waits.
A few minutes go by.
Next two big burly guys late 30 s come crashing out the door swinging punches.
The smaller of the two catches the bigger baldy guy square on the jaw.
Down Baldy goes on to the cobble stones in the middle of the road.
The smaller guy follows up with another punch that misses but he ends up falling on top
of the other guy.
They both get up and then Baldy throws a few punches that catch the other guy.
It ends up with the Baldy guy chasing the other guy around any Taxis that were parked
there.The Baldy guy is dripping blood from an eye wound and he thumps the top of a parked car and says,
"I am going to effing kill you when i get you".
Both guys are breathing pretty heavy.
The other guy's designer jumper was all ripped at the shoulder.
Next the chase is around Waffler's Taxi.
"Right this my cue to get out of here",thinks Waffler to himself.
Waffler takes off and they are still at it with not a copper in sight
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Friday 3.50 am.
Waffler drives along O'Connell st and a rough looking couple put there hand out.
"Will I,Won't I",says Waffler to himself.
He decides to take a chance and pulls over.
They get in and the guy is munching on a Big Mac.
They sit in the back seat.
"Take me up towards Crumlin ",says the girl.
"No bring me to Tallaght first",says the guy.
Waffler smelled a rat.
"Right I want money up front ",says Waffler.
"You pay",says the guy to the girl.
"I've no money",says the girl.
"You have 40 euros",he says.
"Eff off, I have nothing,you pay",she says.
"Right out yous get ",says Waffler.
"Eff off",says the guy to Waffler.
"Don't push ",says Waffler.
"Out now, or I'll have to put you out",says Waffler..
They get out eventually.
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Friday 5.05 am
Waffler drives down Capel st on the way home, when this pretty Blonde girl hails him.
"Can you take me to this hotel ?",she says to Waffler as she shows him the name of the Hotel
on her phone.
"How far away is it?",she says.
"Ten minutes",says Waffler.
"Thank you ",she says in her European accent.
A few minutes later her phone rings and Waffler hears a guy's voice.
"I'll be there in about 10 minutes ,Baby,I am now in Taxi",she says.
"What is your room number?",she says.
"Okay ,Baby,see you soon",she says.
Waffler drops her off at Hotel .
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Friday 5.20 am.
He drops into a shop ,gets his milk and heads home,puts on the Telly and sits down with his porridge.
"Peace at last",he says to himself.

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Friday 6.40 am.
Waffler wakes up on the armchair ,yawns and struggles up the stairs to bed.
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