Life in a Money Town
Tuesday, September 15th, 2009When driving a taxi in a money town, you see the difference between those and actual communities. By a money town, I mean where there has been explosive growth due to economic activity and where those who have moved in vastly outnumber those people who were born there. I don’t blame the new-comers for all the problems because the long-time residents play their part in the money stupidity too.
My time is worth more than yours is! – This money town attitude presents itself in bank lines, busy restaurants, parking lots and in traffic. I’ve personally watched as many near collisions at the entrance to coffee drive-through line-up, as I have at intersections. My time is worth more than yours, so I have to get my vehicle in front of yours. On the streets my time is also worth much more than yours is: therefore I can’t let you merge into my traffic lane in front of me. I see this attitude all day long and it isn’t just aimed at taxicabs. Actually, it isn’t effective against a taxi because I’ll get into the gap between your front bumper and the car in front of you – whether the space is big enough or not.
Maverick Money’s NEW cell phone system is the BOMB!
If you need help, go to the bikers: only go to the police if you want to buy drugs. The street drug and property crimes in a money town are porportionally larger than in established cities. The pay checks the workers get are larger than they are used to where they used to live. That leaves more money for attractive items to show off in vehicles and plenty for recreational drugs. However, the pay scale for the police officers is the same as the national averages. So for policemen to benefit from being in the money town, where things are also more expensive, they need to supplement their inclomes with graft money and shakedowns. “I had a small bag of weed and $300 in my possession when the police frisked me for no reason. They took the drugs and the money but didn’t charge me. Had they arrested me, they would’ve had to turn in the booty for evidence.” (That was not me speaking: I don’t do drugs and seldom have that much cash.)

