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"Yeah, that small lap dog I mentioned? It's not."
This didn't happen to me, but a friend of mine who drives cabs told me about it. I'm not sure if it belongs here, as the customer didn't get super sucky about it, although they did lie to the cab booking company, and the potential for suck was definitely there... anyway. (In my defence, if I'm wrong, I'm still pretty new... 
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Awesome Friend (AF) is chilling in a taxi rank in the town when he gets a call in from the depot. There are only so many cab drivers that will take pets, and they're on a list at the depot, so if someone wants to carry a pet they're first on call. The depot say a man (Dog Man, or DM) just called in and booked a taxi from >road< to >house in the country 5 miles away<. Oh yes, and he apparently has "a small lap dog" with him. No problem, says Awesome Friend, and away he goes.
He gets to the house, and Dog Man comes out, sans dog. Before Awesome Friend has time to think about it, Dog Man is at the window.
DM: Hey... you know that small lap dog?
AF: ...yes...
DM: Well... he's actually a 15st Rottweiler. And he WILL want to sit in the front seat.
AF: ...
DM:
AF: ...
DM: Is that... you know, cool?
AF: Sure, mate, bring the fellow on over!
DM: Thanks mate
(Awesome Friend used to keep Rottweilers when he was a little boy, and LOVES those big soppy mountains of dog.)
So the Rottweiler is brought out, and is as expected ENORMOUS. And yes, he does want to sit in the front seat.
Awesome Friend is unfazed and allows Dog Man to lay out the dog's favourite blanket (which had rocketships on it) on the seat, the dog hops in and off they go. It took them a good 35 minutes to get to where they were going (one way system in this city SUCKS, and there was a bomb threat that day on the motorway to boot) and the dog spent most of it with its head either out the window or resting on Awesome Friend's shoulder. Apparently he was kind of sad to see the dog go once they got there... although he gave Dog Man his card so next time he needs a cab he knows exactly who to call
)Awesome Friend (AF) is chilling in a taxi rank in the town when he gets a call in from the depot. There are only so many cab drivers that will take pets, and they're on a list at the depot, so if someone wants to carry a pet they're first on call. The depot say a man (Dog Man, or DM) just called in and booked a taxi from >road< to >house in the country 5 miles away<. Oh yes, and he apparently has "a small lap dog" with him. No problem, says Awesome Friend, and away he goes.
He gets to the house, and Dog Man comes out, sans dog. Before Awesome Friend has time to think about it, Dog Man is at the window.
DM: Hey... you know that small lap dog?
AF: ...yes...
DM: Well... he's actually a 15st Rottweiler. And he WILL want to sit in the front seat.
AF: ...
DM:
AF: ...
DM: Is that... you know, cool?
AF: Sure, mate, bring the fellow on over!
DM:
Thanks mate(Awesome Friend used to keep Rottweilers when he was a little boy, and LOVES those big soppy mountains of dog.)
So the Rottweiler is brought out, and is as expected ENORMOUS. And yes, he does want to sit in the front seat.
Awesome Friend is unfazed and allows Dog Man to lay out the dog's favourite blanket (which had rocketships on it
) on the seat, the dog hops in and off they go. It took them a good 35 minutes to get to where they were going (one way system in this city SUCKS, and there was a bomb threat that day on the motorway to boot) and the dog spent most of it with its head either out the window or resting on Awesome Friend's shoulder. Apparently he was kind of sad to see the dog go once they got there... although he gave Dog Man his card so next time he needs a cab he knows exactly who to call
" - Jester, about me 
Awww, look at the ickle puppy! Cute widdle puppy!
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