My Own Personal Roundabout

I thought tonight would be exciting. Last night was slow which means everyone should be going to the club on Saturday....but no. An hour and a half went by tonight, without a single customer. I sat in various parking lots listening to Bob Marley and drinking energy drinks. When I finally did get a ride there was a combination of energy drinks, Wolfmother on max volume, and giddiness that had me flying down the streets in eager anticipation of who my awesome customer would be. Unfortunately my customer turned out to be an A&W worker finishing her shift. You were a terrible customer. You in no way entertained me, I'm so disappointed in you.

During this hour and a half, I made my way to the parking lot of the Real Canadian Wholesale, which was closed and therefore the parking lot made empty. I took advantage of this opportunity to create my own personal roundabout. I circled the parking lot with Wolfmother once again on max volume. Keep in mind that this was at 8:00 and right beside 8th street. I received a few strange looks, especially from the lady sitting in the truck parked at the edge of the parking lot.

In this parking lot I also discovered another gem, a garbage can. I know, doesn't sound special, but this is not an ordinary garbage can, it's a garbage can that I can drive by and throw stuff away without getting out of my cab....and it's a spot that I frequently go by. Laziness for the win!

A 60 year old man commented that he liked my music and was interested who they were. He didn't seem pleased with their name when I told them that they were called 'The New Pornographers'. That CD got some other positive comments throughout the night as I played it twice (not because I liked it so much, but because I was actually busy and didn't have time to switch it out).

I'm considering keeping track of stats throughout my shift. One stat per night, for example: for solo customers, how many sit in the back seat vs. the front seat (solo back seat customers are elitists)....or, demographics for different club destinations. This is an idea that really only seems good at the end of a 12 hour shift when you've had too many energy drinks. It's probably going to happen though.

I brought my camera out on my shift this weekend to get some pictures of the Saskatoon evening wildlife (drunks, hookers, and babes)...but unfortunately my camera sucks and can't take a moving shot or a half decent night shot.

Highlight of the Night: Two japanese girls going to the Shark Club. Wowz.

I had to talk to a few other cabbies tonight. I didn't know their names so I just called them each Mohammad. They either didn't correct me or their names are actually Mohammad. Of the four cabbies whose names I actually know in this city, two of them are Mohammad. /racism