I went to the doctor once when I was driving and my blood pressure was something like 160/100 and I’m not even fat. Once I quit it went down to to 120/70 LOL! that’s how much stress that job was.
“I went to the doctor once when I was driving and my blood pressure was something like 160/100 and I’m not even fat. Once I quit it went down to to 120/70 LOL! that’s how much stress that job was.”
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Wow!! That is incredible. Sounds like it’s a great thing for you and your family you left that job.
Dealing with the public is never easy, but inside of a taxi, where you’re trapped and have to take on all manner of people, in various states of intoxication or even messed up in such a way (emotionally or mentally in perhaps a scary way) that they wouldn’t be allowed in a public place... what a nightmare.
I have to take a cab frequently and the main person I always call told me his worst nightmare is taking a cab full of drunk girls (me, a middle-aged lady going to the mall and will pay when she gets there, is a treat for him, apparently :) ).
He doesn’t have a video camera inside his cab, so sometimes, they arrive and the girls don’t have the money to pay, but they threaten to accuse him of something he never did if he insists they pay, etc.
And you never get the option to chat or not. If you’ve got a talker... you’re stuck with him or her... for however long the ride.
I feel for you! I’m glad you’re out of that line of work.
but I digress from the topic of the thread.... :)