Was driving Get Me and received a ping for an address out past Mansfield dam. I had to wait for a moment and then texted the rider that I had arrived.
He came out and got into the passenger seat in the front. He had obviously been drinking for a while and the first thing he blurted out was, YOU GOT ANY WEED? I thought to myself, "fuckin moron. He doesn't even know who I am and he is asking if I have any weed. Even if by some far fetched and extremely random coincidence that I had some, I sure as hell wouldn't give him any. Why don't you get out of my vehicle and go listen to your damn Lynard Skynard albums." Of course with my many years in the customer service business, I played along with his humor and let him lead the coversations for the 15 to 20 minute length of the trip and then he was gone. Probably forever.
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