So I was late coming into the office today and as I drove up the ramp into the office carpark, I was stuck behind this taxi.
Being late, I was impatient, and this was made worse by the fact that the taxi kept jamming on its brakes suddenly.
Eventually, I parked and got out of my car. The cabby was still circling the carpark. He pulled up next to me and wound down his window. And asked... "How do I get to the 6th floor?" in Hokkien.
Now, my carpark only has 2 floors, so in a fit of bemusement, I asked him why.
So...
Apparently, he has a telephone booking on the sixth floor and thought of driving straight up to the office!
BLUR SOTONG lah!
P.S I told him to get out of the carpark and call the guy to come down...
diao.
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2 comments:
u could haf helped him reverse his taxi into the lift
talk about personal service sia..
Comfort ah?
nope, TIBS. =P
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