took cab home on 2 occassions this week. the taxi-drivers coloured my life this week.

taxi-driver 1

he was commenting on how expensive are the durians along geylang road are during the weekends, while on weekdays, the prices are so much lower. hmm .. think yield management by the durian uncles - they really know how to make money.

subsequently, he began talking about how some people are willing to spend up to 30 to 40 bucks just for one durian, and he compared this consumer behavior to patrons of prostitutes. some people are willing to spend up to 100 bucks just to touch a young girl, while others are satisfied with a 30 buck affair with some old lady.

well .. i was quite shocked at the passion that he ranted about this topic. it is almost as if he was complaining about the high prices of the "young meat" that is too ex for his pocket. anyway .. i left the taxi with more grief than amusement or shock. the perverseness of man has made women into objects likened to commodities, where i think if i were to do my pricing project on the prostitutes, i think i will arrive at a much more complexed system of pricing than the average retailer.

taxi-driver 2

for one, i feared for my life while in this taxi. he was turning at the junctions with really close on-coming traffic, tackling the turn at 70km/h, with the taxi on the verge of losing control. mind you, i have sat in a car that tackled a carpark corner at 80km/h, but this taxi ride was nothing like that at all. the former was on the verge of losing control, but the latter was very much in control.

to make things worse, the taxi-driver was cursing and swearing under his breath, when i could not see any vehicles that are obstructing him. he seemed like a troubled man to me.

but at the same time, i was really glad that i got home in 8 minutes from school. well, at least i'm still able to blog about this. =)