It’s not the first time I’ve noticed that when you get into a taxi and start getting stuck, many drivers perceive it as a personal insult.



One day, one of them came to the challenge. I sit in the car, pulling the belt, and he doesn’t get out, stuck somewhere.

I sit and say:

Your belt is broken.

What he responds to me:

Did you give up this belt? Do you not trust me?



Then he, looking at me like Vin Diesel of the Fortress, gave the gazka to get to the blinking green and steadfastly entered the ass of the kia rio standing in front of him, which passed the pedestrians.