After the Climax is the Denouement

When I started this blog mini-series, I said that I wanted to know what it was like to be a taxi driver, and now I feel like I had a good taste. It was just as fun as I had imagined to meet and interact with the full spectrum of people in my town. At moments, it was also as terrifying as I had imagined. The worst ride ever, even worse than almost getting shot, even worse than listening to passengers puke in the gutter, even worse than all of it, was Jordan.

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Slurring Body Language

The absolute worst part about dealing with drunks -- other than the smell of perspired alcohol and the constant fear that someone's gonna puke in my car (I have to take my kids to school in the morning, man) -- is that they are completely unpredictable. They are so hard to read -- it’s like alcohol slurs their body language. You could be having a totally chill conversation, where everyone's happy, and then everything suddenly goes sideways.

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