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Posted by THE SYSTEM on January 16, 2019 at 10:49 PM



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Re: “Letters To The Editor

Perhaps the darker side of taxi drivers is the story I will share. I was discharged from the hospital after being a patient for a month. I was still pretty sick, had an open wound, but was thrilled to go home. The hospital called a cab for me as I couldn´t drive at the time nor did I have anyone who could pick me up since it was after 8 at night.
Once the cab driver got unconfused as to where he was to pick me up, he finally arrived. I was seated in a wheelchair with a fully loaded cart of personal belongings and medical supplies that I would need to care for myself at home. Not only did the cabbie not help me load these items into the cab, but sat and watched me struggle with things that I shouldn´t have been lifting.
We then proceeded to the pharmacy as there were prescriptions that had to be filled that night. Instead of parking and allowing me to go inside the pharmacy, he pulled into the drive-thru. He then asked me to pass up the prescriptions so he could pass them inside to the pharmacy personnel. While we were waiting for our turn at the window, the cabbie starts casually going through my prescriptions only stopping when I complained that those were personal.
After we got the prescriptions, we then proceeded to go to my home. Because he had seen what kind of medicines I had received, he started complaining about how badly his back hurt. He then asked me if I could "spare" a few of the pain meds that I had! When I told him I didn´t have any to "spare" as they being what they were are heavily monitored, he then started saying how dark and cold the night was, especially since we were travelling to the outskirts of town. I then started to realize, this guy could take me out into the country, accost me for the drugs, and either kill me or leave me there to die! I was PETRIFIED! I did think enough to not have him help me into my apartment because I didn´t want him to know where I lived, so I had him pull up to my garage where once again, I proceeded to have to unload my belongings. I waited until I seen his tail lights disappear down the hill before I approached my apartment. I called the police however they weren´t interested because he didn´t actually steal anything nor harm me. My concern was that he was on drugs anyway and driving people around!! I´m sure that there are a few impaired cabbies out there and in Spokane, they´re safe from the police. Too bad that now I´m to frightened to ride in a cab and I certainly make sure my friends and family know of this story too!

Posted by SassyKat on 03/16/2012 at 12:25 PM

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