Aah New Years eve - Its all like a crazy dream. I felt like I was in a video game - imagine hoards of drunk zombies arms outstretched running towards you screaming. In my two years driving I have never been so busy in one shift.
I tried so hard to take care of myself, went to yoga that morning, brought some food and water and still by the eighth or ninth hour I was screaming "c'mon bitches get in" and "get the fuck out of my way old lady! "
Even out in the most residential neighborhoods, there were people on every block screeching, crying 'take me take me'. J-- had a young drunk teenager moon her for not picking him up, and I had countless barbies and kens pounding on my hood and jumping in front of my car.
My favorite fare of the night was the fabulous African American queen in a white three piece suit that I picked up at midnight oh two. He had just done a James Brown tribute at Marlenas (my local gay bar) and I was blasting disco - he gave me a high five and asked if he was my first fare of 2007. "yes Queen, you are!" and we just screamed and hooted and hollered all the way to the Castro out the windows as I pondered the auspiciousness of my first fare of the year.
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