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Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “Step on it.”

Guest Columnists, Hotels, Las Vegas, Nick the Cabbie, Stories, Taxicab Confessions
Posted November 25th, 2009 by Nick the Cabbie - 2 comments

police-comfortInstead of getting in my cab, this guy walks around to my window and says, “Can you get me to the airport in ten minutes?”

I quickly consider a multitude of factors like (A) where I am,1 (B) which route I will take,2 (C) how long it normally takes from here,3 (D) what day it is,4 (E) what time it is,5 (F) how much traffic will there be,6 (G) how much I want this ride,7 (H) what I need to say to get it,8 (I) what will happen if I take longer than ten minutes,9 (J) how big my tip will be if I miraculously get him there in time,10 (K) what are the most important details of this story that I may forget to mention,11 and (L) which trenchant author I will need to rip off when I finally write this down.12

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Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “Another Taxi Moment”

Guest Columnists, Las Vegas, Nick the Cabbie, Sin City, Stories, Taxicab Confessions, Vices
Posted December 10th, 2008 by Nick the Cabbie - 2 comments

There’s some guy waving frantically at all the cabs driving in front of the Gold Coast. It must be some sort of emergency. Despite the urgency of his flailing, I’m almost past him by the time I notice and I have no doubt that one of the other cabs will pick him up before I can turn around. The light takes forever and when he comes back into view I start to think that maybe there is some reason that none of the other drivers want to pick him up. I raise my heightened alert status even further when he does some kind of crazy taxi victory dance

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Guest Column: Nick the Cabbie – “You’re a Cool Guy…”

Guest Columnists, Las Vegas, Nevada, Nick the Cabbie, Sin City, Stories, Taxicab Confessions
Posted July 15th, 2007 by Nick the Cabbie - 3 comments

“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?

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