One of my new year’s resolutions (yeah right! as if I believe in those things) is to come in early at work. I’ve already had two suspensions because of excessive tardiness. and so i came up with alternatives to solve this problem

1. I will wake up real early. (well, this doesn’t work at all!! i do wake up early but i can’t get myself off the bed, so it’s useless)

2. I will take a bath, put on clothes, and run out of the house in Olympic breaking time. (this one’s a real good idea, but then when one lives in a boarding house like i do, one has to wait in a mile long line just to use the bathroom, so i scrapped this one out too.)

3. Take a taxi cab everyday to work (now, this one would really put a big dent on my wallet, but hey better than a 9-day suspension)

So that’s it, i took option number three, but i didn’t know that it would be a trip to an insane asylum.

Let me tell you about the cab drivers I’ve met so far. one of them had a nokia 8850, and he can’t seem to get his hand off his cell phone. he was missing green lights and other cars were honking at us because he was busy sending SMS. I wanted to swank his head with my bag and run off with his cell phone! grrrr…

Then just yesterday, this driver was eating peanut butter with a spoon which he left on his mouth while driving, gee whiz, what was he doing anyway? imitating brad pitt from meet joe black? I think the only resemblance was the spoon. =), and to top it all, he forgot to switch the meter, that should have been a free ride but i was feeling mighty fine yesterday so i gave him forty bucks, at least he can buy a new bottle of peanut butter when his supply runs out, or a new spoon, or a new face, whichever is cheaper.

Gee, I’m really bad, looking into other people’s lives and criticizing them. but hey, what can I do, I’m just an observer. there was this one who haven’t even taken a bath i think, the whole cab smelled really bad, I almost fainted. the other one just kept on berating the government and telling me how he hated macapagal-arroyo and all the others, he wanted to squeeze an opinion from me but I just sat there and said “uh huh yeah sure, whatever”. another one was i think a frustrated race car driver. I kept bumping on the windshield even though I had my seatbelts on, the scenery was a blur of colors, and I almost puked on the sidewalk when I stepped off the cab. it was then that i told myself that I’ll make it a point to ride on the back seat, and if ever I sit on front, I’ll put on my seatbelt real tight..

I could go on and on about this one who even stopped at the nearby gas station, but not to refill his tank but instead to convince the lady gas attendant to go out with him that night, he was like begging and serenading her while i was fuming mad at the back seat because i was running late. grrr! he couldn’t have picked a better time.

Now, I don’t hail cabs anymore, I scrutinize them from afar and just let them pass by if I see a weirdo on the driver’s seat or when the back doors are almost about to fall off.

It is sometimes frustrating to ride with those semi crazed lunatics but hey, they help me get to where I’m going on time, and i help them earn a living, so life is fair(?) =),

No more ramblings for today., till next time =)