Unfiltered Story #56655

(I am one of the customers in this situation. I’ve called a taxi, since I haven’t been able to flag one down. The taxi is pulling up at the taxi stand, and I am walking over and just about to get in.)

Random Man: *starts getting into my taxi*

Me: “Hey! That’s my taxi!”

Random Man: *ignoring me* “To [Address]. Make it snappy!”

Driver: “Sir, can you get out, I was called here by this lady over here-“

Random Man: “Blah, blah, blah. Just do your job, f***er.”

Driver: *pulls key out of car, gets out and leans on door*

Random Man: “Hey! Motherf*****, what the f*** do you think you’re doing?”

Driver: “Waiting for the proper person to get into my taxi.”

Random Man: *spits in my direction* “Dis b****? F*** you!”

(He storms away, and I question humanity for the billionth time in my life.)