View of the roadster

Complaints have always been part and parcel of anyone who is <i>trying
very hard</i> to make a <b>decent</b> living. Our local taxi drivers
are people of opinions, belly full of them in fact. Sure got comments
and opinions for just about anything, especially so towards the
gahmen.

But you know, sometimes it is just kind of astonishing and filled with
all kinds of <i>wonders</i> that those taxi drivers can impose on you
when clearly you are just not interested to partake in the
conversation. Still it will not stop the driving from gibbering away,
with or without you.

Increase in public transport fares hike but a drop in fare for taxi.
How taxi drivers survive? Except bachelor like the one driving me to
airport now. Locals complaining of how expensive taxi fare is but this
uncle retaliates that its even more expensive in <i>Angmoh</i>
countries and Japan and Taipei. If bangladesh and indian workers can
take taxi, so can you. Taxi drivers are sometimes bastard people (not
me say hor. dun suit me. I quote this taxi uncle only hor) who has no
patience for even their own kind.

And he yah-dah yah-dah away while I am typing this entry. And then a
red Honda Accord trying to overtake this taxi I'm in and the taxi is
already going at 100kmph. Even horning. In chinese, I will have said
that the driver is in a hurry to get reincarnated.

See lah, got such driver, how not to complain?