Elisse (isabella1123) wrote in bad_service,

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Skeezy cab driver

Joined this community just to post this story, because it is still creeping me out two months later.

In December I was flying back to Pennsylvania from finishing my Master's degree in London.  I was moving my whole life from one country to another and so had a huge amount of stuff.

When I called around for minicab quotes, the best one I found was £49, so I went with that company.  The next morning when the cab driver showed up, he informed me that it would, in fact, be £78, as he had to bring a bigger car as a result of all my luggage (I had told the company about how much stuff I had when I called for the quote, hence him KNOWING he had to bring the bigger car!).  I was a bit miffed but at that point just wanted to get to the freaking airport & had no other choice, so I said ok, whatever.  That was, unfortuantely, only the beginning.

The guy, in a nice & friendly way, motioned for me sit up front, which should've been my first clue, but I've done it before with other cab drivers with no problems so I didn't think anything of it.  

The cab ride was about 45 minutes long.  During that time, the cab driver began to hit on me more and more.  I told him I had a boyfriend (a lie) to try to get him to stop, but he persisted.  He kept asking to hold my hand and asking very inappropriate questions, as well as insisting that I call him when I come back to England (though I have no plans to in the near future and told him so).  He dropped a lot of hints and insinuations that I tried to laugh & brush off, wishing we would just get there already.  I didn't really know what else to say...I'm a very small (4'10") young woman, traveling alone, and I didn't want to tick him off.  He also kept saying that he would take the price down just for me "wink wink."

As we neared the airport, he got more & more affectionate, and suddenly he reached out and GRABBED MY HAND and started stroking/rubbing it.  I was shocked and kind of frozen for a minute, then withdrew my hand.  THEN, he put his hand ON MY LEG and started rubbing and stroking IT!  I was absolutely mortified and had NO idea what to do.  Finally he took his hand away and said, "I make you mad?"  Uh...YOU THINK?

Thankfully we were just pulling up to the airport so I didn't really have to deal with it...but it still haunts me.  The sad thing is, I don't really know that there's anything I can do about it.


I probably should have handled this better, but at that point I was so exhausted and overwhelmed I just wanted it to be over. :-/

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