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Hookers And John’s

Posted in Hookers, Law Enforcement, Robberies with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 1, 2011 by HackingVegas

I was sitting at a stop light waiting to turn left when my back door opens and someone jumps in.  I look in the rearview mirror and see what looks like the typical Vegas hooker. Before I could say anything she yelled, “GO! I have a few hundred-dollar bills and one’s yours if you just get me out of here”. Before I could do anything, I looked up right as a guy on his phone jumped on to my cab yelling, “NO, STOP! I have the cops on the phone. she just robbed me and they are on their way”.

This is nothing new for cabbies in Vegas. Every night we see hookers running out of hotels while being chased and hear them in the back of our cabs talking about the “last sucker” they rolled while he was showering or just not looking.  Personally, I think it’s funny. I mean if you are desperate enough to get a hooker and dumb enough to think you can trust her, then you deserve everything you get.

While the guy is yelling at me and trying to get me to talk to the cops, I see the hooker desperately trying to get out of my cab with no luck. I keep my child locks on so people can’t just open the door and run or into traffic at the airport. She starts going crazy again and even offers the $200 to just take her away from there.

I tell both of them that I’m not getting involved and that I’m just going to get off the main street and let her out. They can deal with it from there.  So I do just that, and watch as she tries to get into 3 other cabs. I signal for them not to taker her and they just lock their doors. She then runs into the hotel I pulled into so I pull off.  While waiting at the stop light to leave I see the two of them running back across the street. Just then a Las Vegas Metro Police Unit comes flying toward them. The cop stops and gets the hooker into custody.

Before the light could turn green my phone is ringing. It’s my dispatch telling me to stick around because Metro is going to want to talk to me.  I hang up and pull across the street to where they are and my phone rings again. This time It’s Metro’s Dispatch asking me to search my car for a wallet and $200 while I wait for an officer to come over to me.

To make a long story short, nothing was in my cab. I had to write a statement regarding this and they found the $200 under the girls WIG!!! I was laughing my ass of when I saw that.

If you take anything from this I hope it’s that you shouldn’t pick up a hooker. If you still feel that you need to pay for sex, there are legal brothels just outside of town.

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Pimps and Mom’s

Posted in Driving Basics, Drunks, Hookers with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 1, 2011 by HackingVegas

It’s just a fact that no matter how hard the police try to stop prostitution, it’s going to happen. You can walk the strip at night and see pimps of all kinds trying to work their next girl. Once in a blue moon we gt a pimp working the morning groups of girls trying to get beck to their rooms. The other morning I watched an interaction between one of these guys and a lady that I felt was worth sharing.


I’m sitting at a taxi stand central strip that has an alley that runs along side it. There was a guy working every girl up as they pass with no luck. They all made it past him and on hotel property where he gave up. Then a lady who was around 60 years old walked up to him and asked if he knew where a store was. For some reason he took this as an opportunity to try to get this lady to turn a few tricks for him. I couldn’t believe it but she actually sat there and listened. I can only assume she was drunk off her ass and as soon as she started asking questions I couldn’t help but laugh. She started with questions about where she would stay and how she would get her “Johns”. Then when I thought all hope was lost, she flipped it on him. She started asking him about his mom.

Her: I’m about your mom’s age. Does she work for you too? Would you want her sleeping in the same bed with you? Does she know what you’re out here trying to do?

He try’s to interrupt her with no luck and she keeps going. He then tries to walk away but she stops him and corners him. By now a group of us drivers are standing there watching this happen with the hotel security right there with us. They were on their way to remove him but when they saw what was happening thy just sat and enjoyed the show with us. She continued laying into him and then told him to get the hell out of there and said, “if I see you here anymore while I’m in town I’ll do this all over again.


I have to give it to her, She had balls. It’s these moments that make me like my job.

Die Tranie Hookers Die

Posted in Driving Basics, Hookers, Law Enforcement with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 1, 2011 by HackingVegas


Ok that title may sound a little harsh but until you pick up two trashy transvestite hookers you have no room to judge. Being a hack in Vegas you learn that taking hookers around town is part of the job. Much like any other person getting in my cab, some are cool and others are a royal pain in the ass. Today was one of those days where they were a pain in the ass.

Let me start at the beginning of the day. The day started the night before when all three kids decide it would be fun to be sick together (I think I pissed them off somehow and they are getting back at me). So the wife and I are up and down all night tending to them. I finally get up for the day and do my last rounds of temps and head to work. I get my paperwork and go to get my cab which is sitting at the gas pumps still. It’s having issues and can’t be fueled. It takes about an hour to get another cab. I score a credit card cab and jump on the first call that came over the radio. Dispatch tells me they need a credit card so I’m thinking this is going to be a good day.

I pull up to the house and call the number. A guy answers and says he’ll send the girls right out. I know right then I’m getting working girls. Next thing I know, the guy is coming out with three suitcases and throws them at the cab before turning back around and going in. I start to wonder what I’m in store for. I look up at the house to see two heavy-set girls walk out wearing skin-tight rags and heals as high as the empire state building. I had a flashback to a high school football linemen who was nick named “the brick house”. Now I know this is going to be a shit ride. I get out and load the bags in the cab. The girls wedge themselves into the back seat and off we go.

Before I get off the street I ask where they are headed. They ask me to call a few hotels and get rates and then they’ll let me know. I get them the best rate and start toward the Rio. On the way there I hear Blondie talking crap about the guy they just left. She was mad because he didn’t like what they had to offer and didn’t understand what he expected. She made a phone call to someone and started yelling even more. The way she was talking I was sure they were transvestites. Then it came out, her real voice, her deep male voice. I started to laugh out loud and had to turn up the music to cover it.

I pull up to the Rio and got out to open the door and unload the bags. I see Blondie digging in her purse and starting to cry. This is never a good sign. I go back around and sit while she digs. The brunette starts going over the events from the night and says the key words. “it’s ok, we’ll just go back and find it”. I hear this all the time and it’s just a way for hookers to get you to drive them around looking for a John to pay for them. The bad thing is, drivers who are dumb enough to fall for this most of the time end up having the girl run out on them without paying.

I turn to them and let them know I’m not going anywhere and I have to call the Taxi Authority if they can’t find some form of money. Once again, Blondie starts crying and tries to tell me she’s not ripping me off but “she” just needs to go to the Cosmopolitan to get her card. I tell her that my supervisor has been notified and that I can’t leave till they show up. So about 40 minutes go by and they are still digging and crying. Meanwhile, I’m out of the cab trying to get away from the god awful noise this dumb ass is making. The Taxi Authority shows up and I go over what’s happened. It’s amazing after all that time of not having money they see a badge and boom, money comes out and the fare is paid

So I ask you….. if this was the start of you work week would you be happy with the next Tranie hooker you pick up? Oh wait, raise of hands – how many transvestite hookers do you come across when you’re at work?

I would love to hear your stories.

 

 

 

 

Ho Ho Rumble

Posted in Driving Basics, Hookers with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on December 29, 2010 by HackingVegas

I will never be able to say this enough but here I go. Driving in Vegas has the good with the bad.

One day, not too long ago, I was driving in a not so good part of town and came across a street fight.  This was not your typical street fight. This was street fighting Vegas Style.

Yes it was something I’m sure most people will never get to see in their life. Two hookers beating the crap out of each other. I couldn’t believe it. The sad part was the fact that it must happen so often that the kids going to school just kept on walking like nothing was going on.

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