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I drove cab in Milwaukee late seventies. It was brutal trying to make any money at all. Don’t forget about bribing the dispatcher to get a decent cab.

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Yeah, it was NOT like the sitcom. Our bosses were total assholes.

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Looking forward to more stories!

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Thank you. This platform keeps me writing.

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Any stories to share? Adventures? Interesting fares (as were many)?

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At least it was out the window. I'm guessing the guys who clean the cabs at the end of the shift (they DO clean them, right?) have some pretty nasty stories to tell. I'll bet you found some interesting shit in the back seat too.

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Actually, drivers were responsible for cleanup. Including puke. Yes, I literally found some interesting shit on the back seat. Literally. Another story for another day.

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Don't feel guilt. You may have convinced him to quit smoking.

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It seemed to suit him. He was one of those guys that, if you were casting and needed a southern black gentleman, you couldn’t have done better than him.

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