Back at the Citizen’s Cab lot, drivers mill about and shoot the shit exchanging war stories, as offering up warm wishes to each…
Hello Readers,I have an oldie but goodie for you this week.Meet, Nam… ___
Lately, a wise friend has been reminding me to keep my eyes on the road as I navigate these weekly cab…
Traditionally, the week after Christmas is dead for the hack. (Okay, so is the week before Christmas.) A funny way to celebrate…
Citizen’s Cab #1015 — San Francisco
When we last checked in on our driver, Alex had just dropped off a recovering junkie tranny named…
Non Sequitur Intro of the Week: It’s 4:56am, Monday morning and I’m rolling Mission Street south in my aging yellow Prius —…
It’s Monday. The Citizen’s Cab lot’s amber lamps are off for some random reason. And it is dark, but for the light of an almost full…
It’s Monday, around 10am. The dead time for taxi driving in San Francisco, or most places I would guess. Everyone’s settled in…
It’s 4:40 in the am, and your driver is leaving the loo at his regular Potrero Hill Starbucks purged, refreshed…