Last time on this blog...
I wrote stuff about taxis under the title: "I predict a rise in Doom sales"
Today i continue that post.
So the taxi patrol wants to control us, make us take the taxi, we go take a taxi, they want us to take it where they want... HELL NO!!! It is my money and I will spend it where i see fit... Okay lets try that again.
The taxi patrol waits there for any taxi to try and not take us...( i think I have said that already) as they wait, Whats that passing the Cosmo School over there? Where? LOOOK!!! OMG!!! It is a Bus, NO!!! Its TWO!!!
YAY!!!
We all rejoice, we all urge everybody to take the bus even if it only for today (which was Monday) to show the patrol that we don't need them. We walk over to the bus stop, which is just across the street from where we were standing, AI!! The Taxi Patrol starts their car, goes. Try stop the bus obviously, I mean Buses. Okay uhm.. let me fast forward to the action,
ACTION: Buses come from the bottom to us, We watch, there is really two. Smile washed away by the two patrol cars behind and passing the buses :-( The bus stops, we get on, the taxi patrol tries to get on as well to tell the driver something, I get to a few sits back stick my head out the window, some woman was shouting that we can't be controlled by one guy, that we should stand for ourselves, She asks for a spray and I could not really see as the front was crowded with people doing something but somewhere in the commotion a spray was taken out, the patrol guy was sprayed in the eyes. He got out, then his friend or compatriot or whatever who was busy on the bus behind us (which was relatively calm from what I could see) came over and tried to uhmm... whats the word? "pontshisa"? Take the air out of the tires. We saw, warned the driver, he reversed and we were out of there.
As we were coming, instruction was given that Tuesday we should all bring sprays and apparently Doom is as good as Pepper spray in fending of unwanted Taxi patrol people.
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