So last night, I’m called by a regular customer of mine, a house-full of cute sorority girls that live west of downtown.
I’ve had the “No more than four” conversation with them before, and remember there being a big to-do about it the first time they rode with me.
Last night, after being called to their house, I show up & they come out & start getting in when I hear one of them say “I hope you’re not mad, but we have five people, my boyfriend Ken’s coming with us”.
I say “I’m not mad”, and go into my spiel about the law limiting the number of passengers allowed in a taxi in Austin when I happen to glance back. She’s holding up her purse, and in the top of her purse is a Ken Doll. She grins at me. “Gotcha!” she sez.
I told ’em I was gonna blog about this.
Let the prank-wars begin!
EDIT:
So, The Bonnie Girls gave me a hard time for referring to them as Sorority Girls.
“We’re all, like, grown up and stuff. So, like, whatever!”
But they baked me cookies, so it’s all good!
How many times have I been screwed by people telling me they will make it worth my while.
we miss you Party Scott!!!!! ❤ Your Bonnie Girls
I miss you guys too! All you gotta do is pick up the phone!
Well…it looks like the city of Austin has finally gotten its head on straight…at least about this.
As of July of last year, my capacity is now EIGHT PASSENGERS!
Still missing you, girls!
And it was good to see you one last time a few weeks ago!
Congrats on your (can’t remember which of you it was, about to tie the knot) Nuptials!