I didn't like the smug driver in the least as he was greedy and slimy, but we settled on LNR 130 which was still a rip off. All the way he was whining on about sell you this, take you to here and he just wouldn't shut up.
We went via the station and he waited (we asked him not to) but he knew where the shopping centre was and so we jumped in again. Instead he took us to the central market, which we didn't want and then he pretended to understand and took us to a nearby supermarket. Again, not what we asked for.
In the end we got the arse and told him we were getting out, telling him not to wait as we would find someone else. I gave him LNR 200 and he just took the cash without offering me my change. I sat in the cab and asked him for my cash and he started going on about how he'd waited, taken us to the market and that the price was now two hundred Rupees.
I don't think so and I demanded my cash and ge reluctantly gave me LNR 20, grinning like he'd won some kind of a stand off. I was starting to get angry until wifey said it was a piffling amount and we should just go, so I backed off and told him I'd be seeing Plod.
He didn't believe me until I began to write down his reg number (CM 4038 I think) and he became very agitated and left in a hurry. Of course I won't shop him to the Rozzers, they won't do anything anyway, but hopefully this bastard will have a bit of anxiety tonight.
All for 16 pence? What a low-life scum bag- but with me it's the principle, as ever. You make a deal, you stick to it.
On the way back we had no hassle and were dropped off outside the front door for LNR 120.
We went via the station and he waited (we asked him not to) but he knew where the shopping centre was and so we jumped in again. Instead he took us to the central market, which we didn't want and then he pretended to understand and took us to a nearby supermarket. Again, not what we asked for.
In the end we got the arse and told him we were getting out, telling him not to wait as we would find someone else. I gave him LNR 200 and he just took the cash without offering me my change. I sat in the cab and asked him for my cash and he started going on about how he'd waited, taken us to the market and that the price was now two hundred Rupees.
I don't think so and I demanded my cash and ge reluctantly gave me LNR 20, grinning like he'd won some kind of a stand off. I was starting to get angry until wifey said it was a piffling amount and we should just go, so I backed off and told him I'd be seeing Plod.
He didn't believe me until I began to write down his reg number (CM 4038 I think) and he became very agitated and left in a hurry. Of course I won't shop him to the Rozzers, they won't do anything anyway, but hopefully this bastard will have a bit of anxiety tonight.
All for 16 pence? What a low-life scum bag- but with me it's the principle, as ever. You make a deal, you stick to it.
On the way back we had no hassle and were dropped off outside the front door for LNR 120.
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