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One thing's for sure. Women with too much alcohol are nothing but trouble at 2 am. Last night I arrived at the location of a ping by the light rail tracks.
Alexis
A VERY colorful young drunk woman got into my car. Best way to describe her was a caricature of somebody pretending they are talking like a drunk. She requested that I connect her phone to BlueTooth. I pulled the car over to the side, messed around for five minutes trying to get her phone connected to my car's bluetooth system without luck. Finally I got her to agree to enter the radio station of her choice (Dr. Dray) into Pandora on my phone.
Shortly after doing this, she grabbed my phone and told me I could have hers. Her phone battery was dead though unfortunately. I told her several times that I needed my phone for navigation, but she didn't seem to hear. I didn't really care, I just kept driving the car assuming we'd end up somewhere eventually, and she'd have to pay for it anyhow. She kept turning the music way up on my car, and when she was distracted, I would lower the volume again.
She asked me if I could pull over so she could pee. I said half joking, "there's a fire hydrant right there!" She laughed, and as I pulled over, she sounded very appreciative and said "I can't believe you're doing this!"
Before she left the car, I fortunately got my phone back from her. (I was afraid she'd might run off, or maybe pee on it). As I looked in my rear view mirror...I saw her white buns actually were hovering above the red hydrant! "Oh boy..." I said.
Jo
My next ride was a fat drunk woman named Jo. Not much to say about her. I asked her a few questions about what she was doing out late. She apparently got off work at a bar. Workers at bars can drink on the job? I told her I'd get her home safely. Then about 30 seconds later, her mouth opened up like a foul waterfall and filled my backseat with, who knows what mixed with beer. (the cup holder in the back was filled almost to the top).
As I was driving her home, I saw she had opened up her wallet and was counting out cash. I saw many ones and twenties. I was glad that she was going to try to make things right. Nope. Never gave me a cent for it.
BTW, if a picture is worth a thousand words, the audio should be worth a million. I'm trying to upload them now.
Alexis
A VERY colorful young drunk woman got into my car. Best way to describe her was a caricature of somebody pretending they are talking like a drunk. She requested that I connect her phone to BlueTooth. I pulled the car over to the side, messed around for five minutes trying to get her phone connected to my car's bluetooth system without luck. Finally I got her to agree to enter the radio station of her choice (Dr. Dray) into Pandora on my phone.
Shortly after doing this, she grabbed my phone and told me I could have hers. Her phone battery was dead though unfortunately. I told her several times that I needed my phone for navigation, but she didn't seem to hear. I didn't really care, I just kept driving the car assuming we'd end up somewhere eventually, and she'd have to pay for it anyhow. She kept turning the music way up on my car, and when she was distracted, I would lower the volume again.
She asked me if I could pull over so she could pee. I said half joking, "there's a fire hydrant right there!" She laughed, and as I pulled over, she sounded very appreciative and said "I can't believe you're doing this!"
Before she left the car, I fortunately got my phone back from her. (I was afraid she'd might run off, or maybe pee on it). As I looked in my rear view mirror...I saw her white buns actually were hovering above the red hydrant! "Oh boy..." I said.
Jo
My next ride was a fat drunk woman named Jo. Not much to say about her. I asked her a few questions about what she was doing out late. She apparently got off work at a bar. Workers at bars can drink on the job? I told her I'd get her home safely. Then about 30 seconds later, her mouth opened up like a foul waterfall and filled my backseat with, who knows what mixed with beer. (the cup holder in the back was filled almost to the top).
As I was driving her home, I saw she had opened up her wallet and was counting out cash. I saw many ones and twenties. I was glad that she was going to try to make things right. Nope. Never gave me a cent for it.
BTW, if a picture is worth a thousand words, the audio should be worth a million. I'm trying to upload them now.
