Honesty in Action.
Honesty In Action. A young systems administrator at IBM in Cambridge, Massachusetts took a taxi cab ride home to his apartment on a recent Friday night. Seconds after getting out of the cab, he realized that he had forgotten his backpack. He turned to see the cab disappear into the night. The backpack contained an IBM ThinkPad storing billions of bytes of pictures, music, email, financial data, and important business information. In addition were his digital camera, stereo headset, and various other computer and electronic devices. Calls to both the taxi company and the police department yielded recorded messages that were less than helpful. Ten days later came a telephone call from Issam. (read more) [John Patrick's weblog]
I recently had a similar experience. And when good experiences happen you should share them.
When I took a cab to the airport in DC the other week, my Treo fell out of my bag into the cab. Luckily my colleague Ed called the number shortly after. The cabbie went out of his way to drop it off at my hotel (Georgetown Inn, has broadband, reccomended) and the hotel FedEx'ed it to me free of charge. Cabbies have it tough these days. The price of fuel and decrease in volume barely make it worthwhile to roll. I wish I had a way to thank him.
[Ross Mayfield's Weblog]
I used to be a cabdriver in Chicago ('77-'80) working my way through school. In fact I drive a Checker Marathon right now. I really think that all of society stands on the shoulders of cabdrivers and waitresses. Did you hear the story of the cabdrivers acting like mailmen into Baghdad?
Meanwhile - Ross is right - there are good cabdrivers out there and it's not an easy job. Tip your cabdriver today!
I once rescued a ladies purse that was grabbed from her, as she entered my cab. I chased the guy down the street, at which point (2 blocks later) he finally dropped the purse. And then there was the story of the lady who jumped into my cab after her car had been towed. We were able to catch up with the tow truck and she started screaming out the window at him, as we're driving down the street.
So the tow truck tries to cut me off, and their chase car got into the malee as well, so we ended up speeding down Halsted towards North Ave. - to the tow place - playing chicken. When we got there, the tow truck guy jumps out - picks up a 2x4 and smashed out my side and front windows. Meanwhile another cabby pulls up, takes out his .45 and the tow guys get out their sawed offs and it was a stand-off - right there in Cabrini Grreen, in Chi-town, IL.
And I get to go back in a couple of weeks (will hang with Jason when I get there :-))
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