A couple of nights ago a woman got in my cab after the Nicks Boston game at MSG, Manhattan, New York. She had students with her and I started taking her to Path for New Jersey, but she cut the trip short as we passed the students. I said she should pay me a dollar, and she refused saying you only took me this far. It was a silly misunderstanding, but not settled evidenced by my blogging two nights later. My offer to get paid a dollar was in recognician that she had forgotten her manners, and she had a sense I was recreating with her, but I am a professional who expects to get paid for transporting people. The offer to get paid a dollar was to smooth is over, but she saw it differently. She saw it as me trying to take a dollar from her that was not earned. Lauren got in my cab tonight. She changed her mind with her hand on the door handle of an available yellow cab, and this is only the second time I won a passenger under these circumstances — thank you, Lauren. Dear Lauren: If you happen to be one of my readers, my wife would like to talk to you about Bloomingdales. Please contact me.
Sincerely, Tom Doody The most memorable trip and my favorite passengers were the three women from Sweeden. They were dressed up near their hotel, the Waldorf Astoria, trying to get a cab for Memphis, the Broadway show. Under any other circumstances these women would not have taken a pedicab, but yellow cabs were scarce, and they were under pressure. Great ride — thank you, kind ladies from Sweeden. Tonight was my night to battle with cab-line attendants and doormen. They have little authority, but yet they try to chase me away, and tonight was a turning point. I think each of them are more likely to ignore me in the future given the disturbance I caused. As a novice pedicaber, the doorman/cab-line attendant area was an unapproachable frontier, but tonight I jumped the line with both feet. Of the list of pitiful things these men said to me in conflict was: “I’ve been doing this for fifteen years”, to which I stared at him with astonishment until he seemed to realize his statement advanced his position — nada. I registered a diamoncard phone account for Jin Kazama in India today. I also received the Philippines government approval of the flying business. The business is backed with money, and I might have fun supporting it. I got Citibank to agree to a 50% reduction of a client’s debt, but the client will decline the offer. Adam or I will try again at the end of March. Craigslists listings: ONE: I have a room available for short-term overnight visits until April 1, 2011. I am also able to get a discount on d.e.b.t with Chase and Capital One. Google search: Tom Doody, middle-age American living in New Jersey near the Lincoln Tunnel. Email, call or text: 718 490 9270 TWO: A friend has a place for temporary overnight rental. Google search: Tom Doody, middle-age American living in New Jersey near the Lincoln Tunnel. Email, call or text: 718 490 9270 THREE: Union City room to use like a hotel. Google search: Tom Doody, middle-age American living in New Jersey near the Lincoln Tunnel. Email, call or text: 718 490 9270