It’s All About Karma
Life revolves around karma
This is a cab story but also a human demonstration of karma in action.
The taxi company I work with has a contract with a popular nightclub. We are the only taxis allowed to pick-up there. A trade off is that we sometimes have to accept one of the club’s courtesy cards which is a cheap fare charged back to the nightclub.
I was about to pull into the nightclub parking lot, and I had the right-of-way to do so, but an over-eager other driver cut me off to get into the line ahead of me. I could have got angry but I just took the spot behind him – and karma took over from there.
The nightclub was closing and the taxi line started moving. I watched one of the club’s doormen go to the cab in front of me and hand the driver a courtesy card. ‘Hmmm, I’m now quite happy that he dodged in front of me’ – but this story gets even better. The second two bouncers come out half carrying a very drunk person, and they almost literally ‘pour’ this sodden person into the back of Paul’s van. ‘Now I’m REALLY pleased that I wasn’t in the spot Paul stole from me.’ But Karma hadn’t finished yet.
“Woah,” another guy has left the nightclub about the same time, and he hops into my passenger seat, “that guy was super drunk! He puked onto the inside of the door as they were hauling him out.”
“Wow!” I chuckled. I know that a drunk who is sick will not just vomit once. “He’s likely also barfing right now in the cab in front of us.”
Sure enough, Paul’s taxi had started to move but then pulled over to the curb. The frantic driver was trying to open the door to allow the drunk to be sick outside, but it already was too late. For the tiny fare on the courtesy card, the unfortunate driver would have to spend hours cleaning a smelly mess from the inside of his car – and his evening was finished until he completed the nasty task.
‘Are you happy that you cut me off to snatch my spot?’ I silently asked as we drove by. Then I thought to ask my passenger where he was going.
“Do you have a flat rate to ——-?” He asked regarding a smaller town some distance away. It’s a gravy trip worth a couple hundred dollars. And karma had done the job perfectly. Had the greedy driver not stolen my place, I would’ve gotten the barfing drunk on the courtesy card and he would’ve been headed out of town for the choice trip.
Karma doesn’t always demonstrate itself quite so clearly, but karma is always working in the background to ensure that people get what they deserve – both good and bad.
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