So I've added some odd little responsibilities to my cab driving, now I'm somewhat of a supervisor for the drivers. I'm dealing with them on a whole new level as well as being a fellow driver. Interesting dynamics, lemmetellya. One of the things that happens is that I'm getting all kinds of calls asking me all kinds of questions. I get a call Saturday night, while I'm driving from a driver (who also happens to be one of the guys that I spend quite a bit of time talking to):
He: You aren't going to believe what just happened to me.
He: I picked up this lady, to take her just a couple of miles. She wasn't in the cab for more than 5 minutes and she was ALL over me. Would not leave me alone. Telling me "I love your voice", "You smell so good", "Your voice is really turning me on". And the like.
Me: Ho boy. You expect me to believe this, right? this happens more often than you would believe ... well, I mean, to the GUYS as well. :o)
He: I'm not kidding! And it gets worse.
Me: OK, but keep to the facts, please.
He: It's all true!! So I get her to her home and she asks me to help her carry her stuff in the house.
Me: You didn't ... ?
He: No! But I carried it to her door. She asked me to come in but I said no and left. She was really freaking me out. A little scary.
Me: Yeah. So that's the end of it?
He: No! She called dispatch a little while ago and said that she had left some stuff in the back of my cab.
Me: Don't tell me ... she wanted you to come back, right??
He: YES!! I told them I wouldn't go back there 'cuz she was crazy and didn't leave anything in my cab, but she left her number and they told me I had to call her. She was begging me to come back and finish what I started!!
Me: You mean with your sexy voice and all that??
He: Yes! She's nuts, I'm telling you.
Me: So what happened?
He: I hung up on her. See what I mean? I knew you wouldn't believe me.
Me: Ah. OK. So that's where it ended?
Me: Well, as long as you don't call her back you should be all right.
He: Oh, I won't. Believe that.
nah nah nah .... 5 minutes later ... he calls me again ...
He: So she called dispatch and told them she found her stuff. They sent me a message telling me I was off the hook.
Me: Then I guess you're covered. Ya might wanna tone down that sex appeal though. Just a thought.
He: Ha. Ha.
nah nah nah ... 10 minutes later ...
He: She called me back! Like ... 15 times!! I'm not answering the phone, what do I do??
Me: Oh wow. Dude, I had no idea you were THAT sexy! heh Ahem. Don't answer. That's all I can tell you. Unless you wanna call the cops and tell 'em you're being stalked I don't imagine there's much you can do.
He: She's really starting to annoy me. I just might answer the phone and tell her off, crazy bitch!
Me: Now don't be doing that. Then she'd be able to call the company and complain about you. Just keep ignoring her.
He: Yeah. I guess you're right. I'm taking someone to a bar in Vancouver, I'll call you when I get done.
nah nah nah ... 20 minutes later ...
He: She called the cops on me!!
Me: Wait, WHAT?
He: That crazy bitch called the cops on me! Told them I stole her stuff and wouldn't give it back or answer my phone.
Me: Whoa. So I'm assuming they called you, what do they want? The police I mean.
He: I have to go back down there and show them her stuff isn't in my car.
Me: Seriously? How are they going to know you didn't just toss it in the river on the way down?
He: I don't know. What do I do?
Me: Well, what did you tell them you'd do? Did you say you'd go down there?
He: Yeah. I mean, I have to, don't I?
Me: Well, I'm guessing if you called them back and told them to call dispatch and ask them about her calling and saying that she found her stuff you'd probably be off the hook pretty quick.
He: ... I forgot all about that! Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'll call you right back.
nah nah nah ... upshot ...
They called dispatch. They were able to tell them everything about where he picked her up, dropped off, how long he was there and about her calling back. He was off the hook for that one.
People are nuts sometimes, I tell ya.