Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “You’re a Cool Guy…”
“You’re a cool guy,” the two drunk people in the back seat of my cab have decided. I think they’re right. Even if I didn’t, it seems so obvious to them from their current altered state that I’d have to give it some serious thought. They seem sincere for some reason – not at all like those other drunk people that I’ve encountered. Maybe it’s because they have a coolness about them – a certain Fonzitude, if you will – and if these guys are cool, they should definitely know, right?
Moments before, the guy – let’s call him Mike – was trying to get me to confirm the hotness of his girlfriend. I tell him that I’d turn around and look if I wasn’t afraid that I’d run into the concrete barriers on the side of the road, but I’m really more concerned about what I would have to say if I don’t happen to agree with him. (I’m so meticulously selective with girls that it’s almost criminal, but that’s probably a topic for another time.)
We chat about various things as I drive down the Strip: where I lived before I moved to Vegas and where they will eventually return, the importance of word selection when dealing with the subconscious mind, how much some of the other cab drivers suck, how I’m not really into sports at all… (I’m completely nonsportical.)
Next they ask my age and when I tell them Mike says, “I bet you a hundred dollars you have a wife and kids.” When I mention that I don’t even have a girlfriend at the moment I hear them both from the backseat, “Damn. I would have lost that bet,” and, “Aww! You totally should. My friends are all hot… I should hook you up.”
Before I can fully process what I’ve just heard their journey is over and the girl gets out (just for the record: she’s totally hot.) Mike pays and then tips me more than five bucks and then they wander into their hotel… [editor's note: Apparently an over-five-dollar tip is some sort of Las Vegas cabbie threshold of what makes a really good tip on a regular fare.]
As I drive away I remember: “Wait! What about your hot friends?!@#$?” Next time I’ll remember to ask before they get out of the cab.
See… I told you they were cool.
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3 Comments
Liz on July 16, 2007 :
Damnit Nick! Gotta be on the ball, mang!
nickthecabbie on July 17, 2007 :
Well, for the record:
The tip was more than 50% of the actual fare…I just didn’t want to get into specifics.
And additionally…the average tip seems to be about $3.00 or $4.00
O on August 9, 2007 :
Nick…what’s the craziest thing that’s ever happened in your cab? I’m sure you have some more stories and would like to hear them!