Some New Waybills
The Ghetto speaks out about record homicide levels...
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, and sometimes it's just plain hard to tell
Justice is both blind and stupid...
Sometimes, even I just say no.
The Littlest, Oldest Lady in Town
He's gonna remember my face...
I'm apparently now 'like an artist'...
His smile reflected an awful lot of rays of sunshine
After a while on this job, you apparently just aren't right anymore
Yet more shiny toothed sources of amusement
And then there's the other end of the amusement spectrum
Yet another someone who just doesn't get it...
And some tales of trying to substitute teach, and escape the cab life...
I tried teaching English for a little while...
And then I tried a long term assignment, the 8th grade math class didn't suck
The Old Waybills-
Even Schizos
get cabs, or try...
HBO ain't got nothing on me...
One that... just made me laugh
The
First Run-in with the Cops over Solicitation:
The
Un-Neighborhood Watch
And, another Run-in over Solicitation
The Girl with a baggie of Crank
The Girl with no Crank. Or pants.
The Lady from the ER, who needed to make a cigarette and beer run. part 1.
And, another day of faking my way through mechanical ugliness...
I'd taken some time off to try to substitute teach... then I came back
Absolutely Fabulous, another pimp...
sometimes it's not the customers you have to worry about...
Old men like to talk about their troubles... sometimes you'd rather you didn't know...
Tips may be optional, but in this business so is courtesy...
The decline and fall of the American Ideal of Service...
Some days it does pay to wake up
The Gods do watch over the dumbasses...
One day, I was feeling lucky...
Sometimes too much time is... too much