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I was 18 years old, the first car appeared, it was in the early 00s, and the machine was VAZ 2106, it cost a lot, about 35 thousand rubles. Immediately I want to say that at the time prices and wages were different, since then prices have risen at least 3 times.
So, I decided to get the rights and the car to drive, to gain experience, and accordingly it was decided to combine the pleasant with the useful and earn a little pocket money or at least buy off gasoline. Decided on the way! Gathered, went, first thought about how to plant people correctly, how to go, what to do, and what if a person does not know the road, etc. As a result, I bought a map, quite convenient - a book, the address is quickly found, and then on the page in the desired square you are looking for this street, the search took a couple of minutes.
While riding the streets of the city, studied the streets and districts, thoughts came to mind, and what if a bandit gets caught, and if drunk, how to do the right thing, etc.
I drove around the streets all day, but I didn’t find my first client, I drove mostly for fun and decided the next day to try again to find the passenger. By the way, during this time several times customers appeared, but they were picked up by other drivers, and I did not want to stand fourth or fifth, because I am not a taxi driver in a competitive mud, and so, a teenager riding for pleasure.
The next time I chose the direction for the movement in advance, I drove along the prospectus that goes to the airport, started to ride back and forth, it lasted about an hour, until at one moment I saw him - the client! It was a 45-year-old man in a brown coat and black hat, with a small case in his hands. A sharp movement of the steering wheel I turned the car through 2 lanes, approached the customer, he opened the door, then a short dialogue about the end point and the cost of the trip, it was named - Valdai pr-d and the price of 300p. While the client sat down, I had time to quickly find the page with the desired street and began to calculate it in the square where it could be. When the route was presented we touched. On the way we talked, I told about my plan to make money by riding for fun and he gave a brilliant suggestion that you can earn if you drive customers to the airport and the money will be more. I arrived fast enough, he paid and thanked me for the train. I looked at the map again and headed toward the airport, I was also interested in riding through the area to see how things are there. From that moment it all started.
I left the ring road and headed toward the airport through the village of Khimki, riding myself calmly, the height of the houses gradually decreased until it became a field at all. In my head already the thought to drive a little further and turn, as suddenly - on the side appeared a lady, standing voting, I did not pay special attention to the appearance. I come in, stop, open the door and a dialogue begins:
She says: Hi, let’s go?
I : of course!
It is: 800
I: Where is it?
She: Well, out there behind the turn, there I will show you
I : OK
She sat down, I looked in the mirrors, turned on the turntable and we touched, he turned his finger into some congress, literally 700 meters from the place where I picked her up, no special thoughts arose in my head, I stopped, turned my head and met a penetrating look looking straight into my eyes. This mademoiselle, aged 23-25 years, a couple of seconds carefully studied me, after which she voiced - "Let's go faster, or I still have to go back," I didn't quite understand what was going on, but I issued something from the series "well let's, I'm only for, the main thing is carefully, so that everyone was happy." She understood my words literally and began to dress up right there, in the car, on the front passenger seat. At first, I was a little sluggish, and in my distracted head began to steal suspicions about the real purpose of the trip and that I was caught for a passenger. While I was thinking about all this, the girl managed to stay toples, and turned to me again with the same penetrating look. Here I gathered, looked into her eyes and started looking for the right words to explain my true motives, why I picked her up and that I just wanted to work out, it seems I said something from the series "I just work on the track, just like you." The girl’s reaction surprised me somewhat, I thought she would argue, and instead she started laughing and eventually I got a little easier and I was able to relax. She put on her clothes and we started talking. We talked for 10 minutes about where she came from, how she came here, I don't know, truth or lie - the usual story, the student came, was discharged, needed a job, but nobody forced her, she chose. In the end, she asked me to take her back, showed how to turn and asked to give her something, because the time has not passed long, and without money she can not return. I paid her my first 300 rubles. Stopped on the track on the other side of the place where he picked her up, she said goodbye, easily jumped out of the car and already crossing the road waved her hand. I moved towards the city, I wanted to go home. It was my first day when I made my first money by carrying a man and then with that money I took a prostitute.
So, I decided to get the rights and the car to drive, to gain experience, and accordingly it was decided to combine the pleasant with the useful and earn a little pocket money or at least buy off gasoline. Decided on the way! Gathered, went, first thought about how to plant people correctly, how to go, what to do, and what if a person does not know the road, etc. As a result, I bought a map, quite convenient - a book, the address is quickly found, and then on the page in the desired square you are looking for this street, the search took a couple of minutes.
While riding the streets of the city, studied the streets and districts, thoughts came to mind, and what if a bandit gets caught, and if drunk, how to do the right thing, etc.
I drove around the streets all day, but I didn’t find my first client, I drove mostly for fun and decided the next day to try again to find the passenger. By the way, during this time several times customers appeared, but they were picked up by other drivers, and I did not want to stand fourth or fifth, because I am not a taxi driver in a competitive mud, and so, a teenager riding for pleasure.
The next time I chose the direction for the movement in advance, I drove along the prospectus that goes to the airport, started to ride back and forth, it lasted about an hour, until at one moment I saw him - the client! It was a 45-year-old man in a brown coat and black hat, with a small case in his hands. A sharp movement of the steering wheel I turned the car through 2 lanes, approached the customer, he opened the door, then a short dialogue about the end point and the cost of the trip, it was named - Valdai pr-d and the price of 300p. While the client sat down, I had time to quickly find the page with the desired street and began to calculate it in the square where it could be. When the route was presented we touched. On the way we talked, I told about my plan to make money by riding for fun and he gave a brilliant suggestion that you can earn if you drive customers to the airport and the money will be more. I arrived fast enough, he paid and thanked me for the train. I looked at the map again and headed toward the airport, I was also interested in riding through the area to see how things are there. From that moment it all started.
I left the ring road and headed toward the airport through the village of Khimki, riding myself calmly, the height of the houses gradually decreased until it became a field at all. In my head already the thought to drive a little further and turn, as suddenly - on the side appeared a lady, standing voting, I did not pay special attention to the appearance. I come in, stop, open the door and a dialogue begins:
She says: Hi, let’s go?
I : of course!
It is: 800
I: Where is it?
She: Well, out there behind the turn, there I will show you
I : OK
She sat down, I looked in the mirrors, turned on the turntable and we touched, he turned his finger into some congress, literally 700 meters from the place where I picked her up, no special thoughts arose in my head, I stopped, turned my head and met a penetrating look looking straight into my eyes. This mademoiselle, aged 23-25 years, a couple of seconds carefully studied me, after which she voiced - "Let's go faster, or I still have to go back," I didn't quite understand what was going on, but I issued something from the series "well let's, I'm only for, the main thing is carefully, so that everyone was happy." She understood my words literally and began to dress up right there, in the car, on the front passenger seat. At first, I was a little sluggish, and in my distracted head began to steal suspicions about the real purpose of the trip and that I was caught for a passenger. While I was thinking about all this, the girl managed to stay toples, and turned to me again with the same penetrating look. Here I gathered, looked into her eyes and started looking for the right words to explain my true motives, why I picked her up and that I just wanted to work out, it seems I said something from the series "I just work on the track, just like you." The girl’s reaction surprised me somewhat, I thought she would argue, and instead she started laughing and eventually I got a little easier and I was able to relax. She put on her clothes and we started talking. We talked for 10 minutes about where she came from, how she came here, I don't know, truth or lie - the usual story, the student came, was discharged, needed a job, but nobody forced her, she chose. In the end, she asked me to take her back, showed how to turn and asked to give her something, because the time has not passed long, and without money she can not return. I paid her my first 300 rubles. Stopped on the track on the other side of the place where he picked her up, she said goodbye, easily jumped out of the car and already crossing the road waved her hand. I moved towards the city, I wanted to go home. It was my first day when I made my first money by carrying a man and then with that money I took a prostitute.