Driver: "That's all right. The lady's father settled all that."
A Driver : This is how the mechanics treat you.
I go into a garage and tell the mechanic "I'm in trouble. The engine spits." The mechanic tells you, "Well, spit back at it and get out of here!"
I was a mechanic at one of the Parmelee Garages in Brooklyn. A fellow told me his radiator was leaking. No water.
So I went out with the wrecker and found him on Fifth Ave. and Seventh Street, Brooklyn. An L [elevated railway] pillar was sticking through the radiator. He had hit an L pillar and pushed his radiator back into the dash board.
It was leaking all right.
There was a driver called in to say something was the matter with his rear end. The car wouldn't move. When the mechanic got out there to see what was wrong with it he found some of the fellows on this line were playing a joke on this guy.
Whilst he was in the coffee pot they jacked up one wheel about a quarter of inch from the ground. He was sitting up in his seat wondering why in hell the car wouldn't go. Of course he couldn't see that little hand jack.
"How much do I owe you, driver?" asked the passenger.
"Ten dollars and eighty cents, sir."
"Well, say, driver," was the reply, "just back up and keep going backward until you come to 30 cents, will you? It's all I've got."
Cabman: "Well, can you beat that? I had the meter going backwards and I owe you a dollar and a half."
Man: "Thanks! Hey, where's my tip?"
And then, another car zooms by and the passenger again says, "Aaah Nissan. Made in Japan, very faaast!"
No sooner has the Nissan gone out of sight when another car zooms by. Again the passenger says, "Aaah Mitsubishi. Made in Japan, very faaast!"
By this time the cabby is tired of his passenger's nationalistic pride. Upon arriving at the airport the cabby tells his passenger, "400 pesos please."
The passenger says, "400 pesos? It's not that far from the hotel!"
The cabby's reply: "Aaah, taxi meter, made in Japan, very faaast!!"
Mitchell and her husband John Marsh had just arrived at a movie theatre on Atlanta's Peachtree street, a few blocks from their home. Mitchell parked across the street from the theatre and then helped Marsh, who was recovering from a heart attack, out of the car.
It was a dangerous place to cross the street, as a curve in the road made it impossible to see oncoming traffic from either direction. They were in the middle of the road when a car driven by 29-year-old Hugh Gravitt came around the curve at high speed, heading directly toward them. Gravitt realized the danger at the last moment and swerved left to avoid the couple, but at the same time Mitchell panicked and ran back into the path of Gravitt's car.
The braking car skidded sixty feet before hitting Mitchell, and dragged her a further seven feet after impact. She died in hospital five days later.
In November a jury convicted Gravitt of involuntary manslaughter. He had a long history of traffic violations as a cab driver, and on the day after his conviction he was involved in yet another accident. His license was revoked and he was sent to prison.
Weaver's Law: When several reporters share a cab on an assignment, the reporter in the front seat pays for all.
Corollary (O'Doyle): No matter how many reporters share a cab, and no matter who pays, each puts the full fare on his own expense account.
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