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Alright, full disclosure - I am a wee bit tipsy...
Good way to start a thread, I know.
My partner and I are just arriving home (5:30 AM - not a late night for here, I know - my fault, I dragged the poor guy out just as it was getting good) after a night at Human Club by Aeroparque at the Punta Carrasco.
There were several taxis lined up catching people leaving the 2 or 3 clubs that are there. All shouting aggressively asking "donde van?". We gave one of them our address and he came back with some outrageous fee. I said, "ah, entonces ustedes inchan pelotas. No trabajan con reloj?" The guy actually nodded his head and admitted it.
So we walked the 200 meters out of the parking lot and did a very dangerous crossing of the Costanera, where we hailed a passing cab. The cabbie was not IRA - not radio. But who cares. He actually took us home perfectly. Crossed Libertador on Maure (rather than pretending to think that he could get to Teodoro Garcia after Olleros), and took Soldado de la Independencia (rather than pretending he could get to aforementioned street by continuing up Maure). After several years living at this address, I know every trick in the book. My Argentine partner said, "que bueno. Usted es honesto y no se aprovechan un par de borrachos". He told us that, yeah, he actually takes pride in making an honest living unlike most taxistas working this hour around the clubs.
Anyway, he got a giant tip from us. He tried to refuse, but we insisted. Yeah, I'm a bit drunk. But seriously, the guy deserved it.
Moral of the story is, contrary to what we usually hear in the bitching sessions on this forum, there are some honest people in this city. Is this the exception to the rule? I am actually taking the time to write this damn thing, so maybe it is pretty extraordinary. But I like to think its better out there than we think. And the buena onda pays. And if you find someone doing right by you - reward them. And let them know why.
Stepping out on my balcony now to catch the magical morning glow, then closing the shutters and hitting the hay.
Good night.
Good way to start a thread, I know.
My partner and I are just arriving home (5:30 AM - not a late night for here, I know - my fault, I dragged the poor guy out just as it was getting good) after a night at Human Club by Aeroparque at the Punta Carrasco.
There were several taxis lined up catching people leaving the 2 or 3 clubs that are there. All shouting aggressively asking "donde van?". We gave one of them our address and he came back with some outrageous fee. I said, "ah, entonces ustedes inchan pelotas. No trabajan con reloj?" The guy actually nodded his head and admitted it.
So we walked the 200 meters out of the parking lot and did a very dangerous crossing of the Costanera, where we hailed a passing cab. The cabbie was not IRA - not radio. But who cares. He actually took us home perfectly. Crossed Libertador on Maure (rather than pretending to think that he could get to Teodoro Garcia after Olleros), and took Soldado de la Independencia (rather than pretending he could get to aforementioned street by continuing up Maure). After several years living at this address, I know every trick in the book. My Argentine partner said, "que bueno. Usted es honesto y no se aprovechan un par de borrachos". He told us that, yeah, he actually takes pride in making an honest living unlike most taxistas working this hour around the clubs.
Anyway, he got a giant tip from us. He tried to refuse, but we insisted. Yeah, I'm a bit drunk. But seriously, the guy deserved it.
Moral of the story is, contrary to what we usually hear in the bitching sessions on this forum, there are some honest people in this city. Is this the exception to the rule? I am actually taking the time to write this damn thing, so maybe it is pretty extraordinary. But I like to think its better out there than we think. And the buena onda pays. And if you find someone doing right by you - reward them. And let them know why.
Stepping out on my balcony now to catch the magical morning glow, then closing the shutters and hitting the hay.
Good night.