These Drivers Have Amazing Stories About Passengers
When anyone needs a ride home, taxi, ride-share and limo drivers always lend a hand. While driving, these hard workers meet a slew of people from different backgrounds. And with so many different riders, there's always someone new making the journey a bit more interesting. These drivers on Reddit discuss some of their most memorable passengers, along with interesting moments behind the wheel.
A Life-changing Pickup
I was unemployed at the time and had quit a job due to an abusive/toxic work environment. I had recently graduated a coding boot camp but wasn’t having any luck landing new opportunities. Bills were piling up, and honestly, I was losing hope.
Don't Let Them Get Away
I used to drive at Fort Myers Beach. I picked up four drunk, middle-aged people and crammed them into my tiny car. I was about to pull into their neighborhood (nice, gated, on the water) and the one guy was like, "I need you to follow that car!" And I’m like, "Whatever. Let’s see how this plays out."
Can They Do It in Reverse?
I once picked up this guy who ended up being a magician. It was 2 a.m., and I had to drive him into Manhattan to his apartment. It was weird because nobody was around. The city was dead quiet for some reason. He sat in the front seat and told me stories the whole ride there.
That's How You Get Arrested
I drove a taxi in a suburb of Boston for a while in the ‘80s. One day, a kid in his 20s with a baseball bat hailed me and asked me to take him to a pharmacy nearby. It was the middle of the day, so I assumed he was coming from baseball practice.
A Rough Night
I picked a guy up from a club around 5 p.m. He had clearly been there for a while and was a talkative drunk. He started talking to a friend on his phone and kept saying he couldn't go into detail because he had a lady driver. He told me he was going home and then taking his daughter out to a basketball game because there was an after-game concert she was very excited about.
Looking out of Place
I picked up two guys from a hotel. The destination is in the Hollywood Hills. When we're navigating up the winding roads of the hills, one of the guys mentions that he "hates going to [famous football player]'s house" because he always gets a little carsick. He tells me he knows this player because he plays for the famous player's alma mater and is in town to work out for the NFL draft that year.
Should've Swiped Right
I matched with a girl on a dating app by accident, and she messaged me saying she liked PBR, which is in one of my pictures. Being awkward and not wanting to waste her time, I just unmatched without saying anything. Around this time I was near the beginning of my brief tenure as a driver, so who do you think I pick up the very next day?
Head for the Hills
I picked up an elderly husband and wife in West Hollywood, Los Angeles. They had just been at a doctor appointment for one of them. Waze ended up routing me to take Mulholland Drive to take them home to beat traffic (an unusual route, but very scenic, up in the Hollywood Hills).
Taking It for a Spin
I once picked someone up at a hospital. What started as "Okay, this person is grumpy" became this person shouting and screaming in my car. I was five minutes away from pickup so I started driving back, thinking, "This person is crazy and needs help."
This Driver's a Hero
One day, one of my regulars was going to the store with her boyfriend. We arrive at the store and she says, "I need you to take me to the hospital. I'm having a miscarriage!" She was, too. I got to hospital, ran in and told them what was going on. She was on her way into the ER in less than a minute. Faster than an ambulance.
A Gambling Man
I was a driver for a while in and around Washington, D.C. I get a call to pick someone up from the casino.
An Awkward Conclusion
I picked up this sort of awkward middle-aged dude the other day who sat in the front seat. I usually think it’s weird when people do that when they’re by themselves, but some people prefer it so I don’t say anything. We were silent the whole ride.
The Strange Treatment
A couple of months back I picked up a middle-aged woman who seemed rather ill. She immediately let me know that she might pass out in the back seat on the way to the airport but assured me that everything was fine. I asked what was wrong.
An Imaginary Friend?
I pick up this clearly drunk girl on a college campus. She wants me to take her to her dorm to pick up her ID, and then take her to a restaurant to meet up with her friends. I drop her off at her dorm. She comes back to my car about 10 minutes later, looks around and says, "Where's Becky?"
Next Time, Use Email
I picked up a normal-looking guy from work one day and was having normal small talk with him for about 25 minutes before he got a call. He said he had to use speakerphone because his earpiece was broken (so I heard everything).
A Lucky Guess
A bunch of ladies dumped a super-wasted friend in the taxi, gave me $40 and said to make sure she got home safely. They went into long details about where they worked, who they were and why I would be able to get in touch with them if it wasn't enough money. I knew what neighborhood she was in but had never been there before. I have GPS so I wasn't worried. Off we go. Well, once the GPS got me going down a dirt road with no end in sight, she was out cold.
Tip of the Century
One evening, I picked up an old guy at an AmVets post. He had been drinking and was in a jolly old mood. His house was only like a mile from the post, so his fare was like $3.60. All he had in his wallet was a $5 bill and a $100 bill. He looked at the $5, didn't think it was enough of a tip, said "Aww, to hell with it" and handed me the C-note. Didn't want any change! That made my night.
Avoiding a Potential Confrontation
My very first night driving was the only time I have actually kicked someone out of my car — one guy in the front and one in the back. The guy in the front was so wasted he started just screaming at me "Screw you!" again and again. The guy in the back was barely there but kept trying to assure me not to worry. Then he lit a cigarette. I just pulled over and got them out somehow. I was pretty concerned.
He's No Lex Luthor
When I was a driver, I mostly just drove at night because I made more money. The weirdest conversation I overheard was when I picked up a 25-ish-year-old guy and a girl of about the same age from a club. The whole time the guy is rambling about his new startup and how he's going to "basically own [city we were in] in a few years." Deadpan serious, these are some of the lines he drops: "I don't have friends. I have colleagues." "I've never had a job before. I've just known a lot of rich people. I know how they think. That's why this program works." "People don't understand the kind of intelligence I'm working with."
Case of the Ex
I was kind of in the middle of this conversation, myself. There was a lady in the front seat, and her boyfriend sat in the back. I'm a very talkative person whenever I have fares, so I start a conversation. Suddenly, out of nowhere, this happened:
Road Rage Vows
I picked up a guy in the middle of the day from a bar and took him to a casino nearby. As soon as I got on the freeway, some lady started tailing me and constantly beeping at me. I freaked out a little, and he said, "That might be my wife. Don't worry. She'll stop following soon." She followed us for the whole 20-minute ride, non-stop beeping. Once we got there, he practically jumped out of my car and ran for the door. She followed him in her car, almost hitting him. Last thing he said to me? "Don't ever get married!"
A Special Delivery
One time someone put a blow-up doll with two drinks duct-taped to the doll's hands in my passenger seat and said that the ride was for her. He closed the door and I just drove myself and the doll to the destination.
I'm a driver and the worst I've had was a guy who was belligerent and entered in the wrong address. This was around 1 a.m., and he told me to "just drive" and "I'll tell you when to turn." We do circles for a bit around a neighborhood, and he says to "stop here." Then he says, "Not my house, but I can walk from here." I hope he made it home.
The Walk of Shame
I had one guy who went crazy on me when I wouldn't speed through a downpour to get him to the airport. This 250-pound guy was an ex-Marine. He spat on me, so I pulled over on the freeway and promptly threw him out of the car. I told him he could get his luggage up the road about a half-mile.
Were They Training for a Match?
I did have a violently belligerent passenger one time. His friends ordered a taxi from a local bar using his phone. When I pulled up, he hopped in without saying a word, and they asked me to make sure he got home safely. They mentioned that he may try to change the destination, but to not let him. Silly me for accepting such conditions. He did, in fact, try to change the destination to a local jewelry store (which was closed in the wee hours of the morning).
Getting Slap Happy
Two men got into a slap fight in my back seat as I drove them to church. I realized they were serious as the slaps started to get louder and I heard the telltale "I am NOT playing with you." I could not physically break them up, so I cracked a joke and told them in my best grandmotherly voice that I'd pull the car over and give them both spankings if they didn't stop. They stopped and laughed at me, and I dropped them off. I'm glad they laughed!
Food Can Be Precious
I pick up this 20-ish year old who works the deli counter at my grocery store. As I’m driving him, he asks if we can stop at his mom’s quickly. He runs in and comes back out with what looks like a bundle of clothes swaddling a baby.
Outside the Box
One man asked if he could bring his leftover pizza in my car. I said sure, but then he started to eat the pizza box, not the pizza in it. His girl liked the cut of my jib and was trying to get my number. Awkward! I am a married man and clearly had a wedding ring on.
Wrap It Up
I had a lady that had two stops: the supermarket a few miles from her work and then her house about a half-mile from the supermarket. As we're pulling into the lot, she told me to park up front and that she "shouldn't be more than half an hour or so." I laughed because I thought she was joking and gave my usual spiel about giving her five minutes before I'd end the ride, it's just not worth it to wait, etc.
Speak Up Next Time
I had a former NFL player live-tweet from my back seat that he wanted to punch me in the mouth because I was chewing gum and he could hear it. He never said a word to me. I didn't even realize I was doing it. Maybe be an adult and let someone know next time instead of threatening them on social media like a little crybaby. The folks driving you are people, too.