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Facebook For President

Posted in Driving Basics, Hookers, Random Info with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 30, 2012 by HackingVegas

When your job is to be on the roads of Las Vegas for up to 12 hours a day, you see a lot of crazy shit.  I’ve seen a lot over the years and every once in a while I’m able to snap a picture. I wish I had a camera open and ready to shoot in seconds but the sad reality is that I can only get a few.  I’ve run across the TV show COPS filming a hooker being arrested….

and seen a woman dressed in all black from head to toe as she turned heads in the middle of summer walking the streets in 110 degree temperatures.

But the one that thing that has stood out the  most, is this guy

Why did he stand out you may ask?

I see him almost everyday. I don’t only see him on The Strip. I’ve seen him as far off The Strip as as about 15 miles off, in the residential parts of town.

It’s not his hat or the flag he has stuck in it that caught my attention. No, it was his shirt

Yes, acording to this guy Facebook is the President of the world.  Everyday it’s the same clothes, hat and flag. The only thing that ever changes on this guy is some of his accessories.

Not too long ago, I finally had a chance to try to talk with him. I was on a charter and while parked outside of a store he walked by. I honked my horn and waved him over. He stopped and looked at me with a worried look on his face. I’m sure he as good reason to be worried because I’m sure many people just give him crap and make fun of him. So to try and earn his trust I held out a bottle of water and a bag of craisens (that’s all I had left in my lunch). He stopped and walked over and in a strong accent he said, “thank you” as he grabbed them. I asked if I could talk to him for a minute. I explained that I had seen him all over town and was wanting to ask a few questions so I had answers for my customers who asked about him.

He said, “no understand, no no no”. He turned and ran with his flag tucked under his arm, waterbottle and craisens in one hand and waving to me with the other.

So I have a new mission. Yes, I will not be happy until I can get this guy to talk to me. Even if it’s a broken English conversation, I won’t be happy until its done. I’m good at communicating in broken English so wish me luck. If I run into him again I’ll be sure to update you all.

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I Love Award Shows

Posted in Driving Basics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 20, 2012 by HackingVegas

I picked up a lady headed to church. She says she nearly 80 years old and this is her first time out of her home state of Iowa. I ask how she decided Las Vegas for her first trip? She says it was where her sister wanted to go for her 85th birthday. The small chat continues for a while then she asks the big question…

I asked my bellman what the AVN is I keep hearing about. He told me he didn’t know but to make sure and ask my next cabbie because you guys know everything. So what is it?

For those of you who don’t know but want to know more than I’m going to tell you, go ahead and click HERE for a safe link to Wikipedia that will fill you in.

Not knowing what to say to this 80-year-old on her way to church I simply said, it’s an award show they do in Las Vegas every year. Little did I know she LOVED award shows. She Started in on 20 questions.

What kind of award show is it?
Well, its like the Oscars but not….

Do you think I would still be able to buy tickets?
Um… I don’t know. But I don’t think you would want to go.

Why? I love award shows. I would love to see stars walking the red carpet.
Well Ma’am these are not the stars you’re thinking of. This award show is for adult entertainment not your normal movies.

She was still a little confused so I put it as blunt as possible without describing it to her.

“Ma’am this is a porn movie award show. The people there are getting awards for being in those type of movies.”

She was shocked and turned beet red, as did I. It felt like I just got done having this talk with my own grandma. The trip was almost done at this point but I was scared that she would keep asking so I simply turned the radio up as I pulled up to the church. I quickly jumped to open her door. As I helped her out she hands me the money and simply said “sorry”, as she quickly shuffles into the church.

I think this ride alone trumps all of the in cab break ups, fights and shady deals as one of the most awkward rides I’ve ever had…

$20 to go…

Posted in Driving Basics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 10, 2011 by HackingVegas

First call of a VERY slow morning was a no go. Normally I get pissed when that happens but this time it turned out to be the best call I’ve had in a while.

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I pull up to this little dive bar in North Las Vegas where I pick up at least ten times a week. They never go far but a ride is a ride. The bartender pokes his head out and asks me to give him a minute and he’ll get the guy out soon. It was slow that morning so I sat and waited.

Soon the door flew open and a guy comes stumbling out. He holds the railing on the walkway heading to the cab. As the rail ends he makes a leap of faith toward the cab and falls up against it. He opens the door and leans in asking in a the most slurred drunken voice I’ve heard in a while, “how much does it cost NOT to go home?” I said, “I don’t know, if you want to give me $10 for wasting my time that would be cool”. He said, “no problem” and reaches in his wallet and started digging for the money. The bartender was standing behind him the whole time and tells him, “NO, you’re cut off. If you think you’re going to stay here you’re paying him $20 or I’m not letting you back in”. The guy got pissed and had a few choice words for the bartender but promptly handed me a $20 bill.

He then told the bartender to take him back in and stop being a jackass.

Off they went and so did I with the meter shorted but my pocket a little fatter. So if anyone is ever wondering how much it costs to not go home, it’s now $20 if you call my cab.

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Irish Rage

Posted in Driving Basics, Drunks, Foreigners with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 27, 2011 by HackingVegas

I pull up to a hotel that has the hottest night club in Vegas and get one guy going to another hotel on the opposite end of the strip. I ask how he’s doing and get a response I didn’t expect. In a heavy Irish accent he says,”I’ll be fine once I kick his ass”. I laugh thinking it may be a joke but after he goes in to the story about this guy stealing his woman, and so on and so forth, I know he’s really going kick ass.

About half way there he hands me a one hundred-dollar bill and asks if I could wait for him . I told him of course, but if he’s not back down in 30 minutes I’m leaving and keeping the change. He assured me that it would only take him about 10 minutes and he was ok with that deal.

As I got closer to the hotel we hit some traffic. He really started to get impatient and asked if he could just jump out and meet me in front when he’s done. I told him he has to let himself out and I’ll meet him wherever. He then wrote my cab number down and off he ran. Like a wild animal I watched him weave in and out of the cars until he found a side door to go in for his hotel.

I kept going until I got to the front of his hotel. I started to tweet about this guy and before I knew it, he was back in my cab.

Sweaty as hell he said, “take me back please”, referring to the club. Once again, I had to laugh. I asked how it went.

He said, “he’s going to think twice before doing this shit again. After kicking his ass I took his room key and tossed him out the room. He’s not on the room so he can’t get back in”.

He laughed his ass off the whole way back to the club.

My First EDC Ride

Posted in Driving Basics, Random Info with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 13, 2011 by HackingVegas

Electric Daisy Carnival or EDC for short was a blast to work. The wife and I went shopping the day before I went to work and I made sure to stock up on glow sticks and other glow toys which are big at Raves. I got to work and decked my cab out with glow toys all over it and hit the road. It didn’t take long. Within the first hour I had my first ride out to the Las Vegas Motor Speedway which is where EDC was being held. With DJ BL3ND “CLub Mix” filling the cab with beats, it didn’t take long for my fare to grab a few of the glow sticks that I had hanging in the cab and the party was on.  I had heads bobbing  and hands flying with streaks from the glow sticks in my rearview mirror the whole way out.  As I pulled up to the Speedway they asked why the rides in Vegas weren’t always this fun and asked why I wasn’t going to EDC. I simply said, “If I were there how boring would your cab ride have been?” They jumped out wished me a good night and headed to the party.

That left me sitting in line at the Speedway hoping to get a ride out of there. It was still kind of early but there were people leaving so I stayed to grab a ride out.  I could hear the music and could see the lights but that wasn’t what entertained us while we waited, no that was left up to this guy

world's only juggling cab driver Courtesy of @dribbleglass "Pulse of Vegas Blog"

 

This is a Co-worker of mine Daniel Mann who entertains his fares from point A to point B and then some. He happened to be at the Speedway and was giving the drivers a show.

After this, it felt like the line moved in light speed and I was next up. I got my ride out of there and it felt like deja vu. They were even going back to the same hotel. So far nothing crazy just a different type of fare than I would normally get, but that was while the night was still young.

you can see more from Dan The Mann by googleing “world’s only juggling cab driver”, or searching you tube “Taxi Rodeo Vegas”, “Elivis Cab Vegas” and much more

What’s EDC Las Vegas

Posted in Driving Basics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 11, 2011 by HackingVegas

Vegas gets all kinds of events throughout the year. This year we were lucky enough to get Electric Daisy Carnival for the first time ever. This 3 day event brings the worlds best DJ’s together for a party that filled the Las Vegas Motor Speedway. Inside you found everything from carnival rides to lighting and fire effects that goes to the music energizing around 80,000 people a night. Here’s a look inside the party courtesy of Erik Kabik (@erik_kabik) of the Las Vegas office for Retna and a couple from Robin Leach ( @Robin_Leach) and DJ KATarina (@DJ_KATarina) one of the many kickass DJ’s at the party.

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I don’t know about you but that looks like a blast. Luckily this event signed a 5 year contract and even our great Mayor Oscar Goodman declared that week “Electric Daisy  Carnival Week”. So it looks like this party is here to stay and Ill be sharing a few of my stories coming up

Bolt-Down Speed Bumps

Posted in Driving Basics with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 27, 2011 by HackingVegas

I’ve written a few crazy stories but there are  some things that I just don’t know how to describe. So I take pictures to show these things to people. For some reason I’ve decided to try and describe this latest mishap. Don’t worry…. I have a picture to show at the end, just in case. It starts as I am driving through the underground taxi staging area at a hotel. I turn the corner and start to head out to the strip. I look to my left where the valet pulls up and see a car flying up the ramp not stopping. I slam on my brakes  and stop quick, thanks to the help of the bolt-down speed bumps a lot of the hotels are starting to use.   After the valet pulled through, I hit the gas but didn’t move for a second. Then the car jerked forward and I smelled rubber burning. I’m no mechanic but I know that’s not good so I stop. I get out and look but don’t see anything. So I try it again. The car jerks forward and stops and so do I. I get back out and then I see it. The bolt down speed bump found a way to fold in half and wedge itself up into my cars undercarriage. So I call my supervisor and wait to have them move the car because lord knows I’m not going to be able to explain this and I don’t want to be blamed for anything. Luckily everything was fine but this is just another example of the crazy things that I deal with that most others never will.

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