This is funny, too, because it qualifies for the Darwin Award. Imagine deciding to rob a bank with a mask so that nobody will see what you look like... but you call the cab company and have them send you a cab to your house to pick you up...
The most dangerous situation I ever had was a couple years ago. A very dangerous looking guy got halfway into the cab, but didn't close the door. The first thing out of his mouth was, "...are you a cop?"
So, I calmly turned to face him and said, "What do you think?..."
He studied my face for a couple of seconds then got out and slammed the door, walking away loudly complaining, "I call a cab... they send me a f*ckin' cop!"
As he walked away, I saw that there was a pistol tucked into the back of his pants.
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It wasn't my cab.
This is funny, too, because it qualifies for the Darwin Award. Imagine deciding to rob a bank with a mask so that nobody will see what you look like... but you call the cab company and have them send you a cab to your house to pick you up...
If it was Jeff he would have "wormed" his way out of it...
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Harry T
Worcester, MA
The most dangerous situation I ever had was a couple years ago. A very dangerous looking guy got halfway into the cab, but didn't close the door. The first thing out of his mouth was, "...are you a cop?"
So, I calmly turned to face him and said, "What do you think?..."
He studied my face for a couple of seconds then got out and slammed the door, walking away loudly complaining, "I call a cab... they send me a f*ckin' cop!"
As he walked away, I saw that there was a pistol tucked into the back of his pants.
I took the rest of that day off.
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