Peak Hour Lessons
So after work, Arpeeta and I decided to meet up at her cousins cafe..
Digression #1- Her cousin Puja owns this scrumptious eatery called 'Paisley & Cream' and the food there is absolutely DELISH. The deco is lovely, the food is not only delicious but comes in healthy proportions..none of that 'Here's your spaghetti..all 4 strands of it' rubbish. I've got warm, fuzzy feelings towards that place coz I spent many a day working there when I was jobless (I got paid in cupcakes..which by the way, are mindblowing). Anyway..go visit it! Go, go, go! Tell them you know Mahi, you may get a cookie for free..you never know!
Digression #2- Yes, I've started work! It's at an advertising agency and so far, I'm loving it! The environment is creative, the radio is on all day, the colleagues are dirty minded, the work is challenging yet fun...have I mentioned how much I love it?
(Dear Boss..if you're reading this..please increase my pay. Thank you. You're awesome.)
So carrying on, I decided to take a cab to Paisley & Cream, from my workplace.
Bad idea.
Let this be a lesson to all of you, please do not even think of taking a cab during peak hour. I reckon the surcharges are MORE than the actual fare. In fact, the only reason why the fare keeps increasing is because of those goddammned traffic lights. Bloody hell.
Also, if you get a cabbie who goes 'Haaahhhh?' when you mention a location, please hop the hell out of the cab. Coz not only will there be a lot of under-the-surface hostility between passenger and cabbie (because you now hate the cabbie for being an idiot and because the cabbie hates you for making him feel like an idiot) but also because you're just going to waste a butt-load of money on what could've been a super short ride HAD the cabbie just listened to me or known just where the hell he was going.
I actually get along pretty damn well cabbies. For some reason they love telling me their life stories, not that I'm complaining..I enjoy listening and I like to throw in the occasional "How unfair!" or "Terrible..absolutely terrible" or "Oh! Your wife is such. a. whore!"
But ugh. I really dislike cabbies who blame their lack of sense of direction on me. If I knew how to get there, I'd walk or take the damn bus, man!
*Napoleon Dynamite style*
GOSH!!
Digression #1- Her cousin Puja owns this scrumptious eatery called 'Paisley & Cream' and the food there is absolutely DELISH. The deco is lovely, the food is not only delicious but comes in healthy proportions..none of that 'Here's your spaghetti..all 4 strands of it' rubbish. I've got warm, fuzzy feelings towards that place coz I spent many a day working there when I was jobless (I got paid in cupcakes..which by the way, are mindblowing). Anyway..go visit it! Go, go, go! Tell them you know Mahi, you may get a cookie for free..you never know!
Digression #2- Yes, I've started work! It's at an advertising agency and so far, I'm loving it! The environment is creative, the radio is on all day, the colleagues are dirty minded, the work is challenging yet fun...have I mentioned how much I love it?
(Dear Boss..if you're reading this..please increase my pay. Thank you. You're awesome.)
So carrying on, I decided to take a cab to Paisley & Cream, from my workplace.
Bad idea.
Let this be a lesson to all of you, please do not even think of taking a cab during peak hour. I reckon the surcharges are MORE than the actual fare. In fact, the only reason why the fare keeps increasing is because of those goddammned traffic lights. Bloody hell.
Also, if you get a cabbie who goes 'Haaahhhh?' when you mention a location, please hop the hell out of the cab. Coz not only will there be a lot of under-the-surface hostility between passenger and cabbie (because you now hate the cabbie for being an idiot and because the cabbie hates you for making him feel like an idiot) but also because you're just going to waste a butt-load of money on what could've been a super short ride HAD the cabbie just listened to me or known just where the hell he was going.
I actually get along pretty damn well cabbies. For some reason they love telling me their life stories, not that I'm complaining..I enjoy listening and I like to throw in the occasional "How unfair!" or "Terrible..absolutely terrible" or "Oh! Your wife is such. a. whore!"
But ugh. I really dislike cabbies who blame their lack of sense of direction on me. If I knew how to get there, I'd walk or take the damn bus, man!
*Napoleon Dynamite style*
GOSH!!
Madame Mahima blew a kiss and took a bow on Wednesday, August 29, 2007
6 Comments:
I remember when a cabbie kept turning around, looking at me, showing me is pearly whites and asking me to guess how old he was.
Somehow this post reminds me of him. I hope he is alive. I dont know many people who turn around, look at the passengers and drive at F1 speeds to be alive.
U shudnt blog about your boss. Coz if I make a comment like "Hey, is this the same boss you were bitching about the other day?" - not a good thing if he reads it.
Mahi's boss: If you reading this, she had no harsh words for you. In fact she admires your managerial skills. PLease give her the raise.
i hate cabs in Bangkok. theyre the pits. having said that. Cabs in the US are even worse! it costs 20$ to go for a little ride to the airport when i can SEE them take off from where im sitting !!!!!
and isnt working awesome!!
Do my eyes deceive me? is this a post from Mahi!?...no wonder there was lunar eclipse! :)
Hey, I just work a hop & a skip to central, if that offer of a free cookie or cupcake still stands, i'll drop by!...
When I first read healthy proportions, I was thinking 'health-conscious' healthy. Then I got you meant 'healthy' in terms of punju 'haalthy'. Heh
Mahi's back!!! yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy.. on the other hand... is that it?? the post?? I thought you'd at least elaborate a little more on your ride and thr cabbie.. adding more incidents... anyhooo... we'll catch up soon :) Glad to know you're happy at work
Having distributed to cabbies all over Singapore my share of "That's awful"s and "I'm so sorry about that"s and perhaps more than my share of surcharge fees to incompetent drivers (who, even when they are not sure how to get to your destination, will hurtle wildly along tiny roads and weave violently in and out of dense traffic to get there), I must echo your sentiments about that in equally Napoleon Dynamite style *GOSH, they're such IDIYITS!!*
However, cab fares in Singapore seem like a pittance in comparison to the exhorbitant rates they charge around the new york/connecticut area where I now live. The meter jumps 50 cents every few seconds or so, along with your heart (if you took one here you would find that I am hardly exaggerating) and will finally amount to some staggering amount at the end of the trip.
I've been walking a whole lot since I got here.
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