The next decade....what's in store?

Me and di taximan

No cars were available when I was ready to go to Sabina today, so called Candy Cab. An older looking gentleman came pronto, then he started to drive and that was something else.

I just pictured him in his youth, swerving in and out of traffic like, well, a taxi driver. He kept speeding up, then having to stop suddenly. When I couldn't take the feeling that my recently eaten omelette was going to be up-chucked, I turned to him on Deanery Road and said....

"Are you in a hurry to go somewhere?"

He replied "No"

I said "Do you realize that you've been consistently driving above the speed limit?" We were in a 50 km zone and he was going about 70. He said no he wasn't and that there was no sign saying what the speed limit was. I told him where it was, but of course he was too busy zipping along to see it. We reached the one in the corner by St Joseph's hospital, then he slowed down and said "Ok mam".

Did the little lecture thing, that driving slowly saves lives. When I got out of the car, I re-iterated it. After all. Him mussi wan' kill off people pickney dem. Can't have that.

Posted by yamfoot at April 15, 2004 12:01 AM