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Originally Posted by greatest
I remember long long time ago in NYC, all the cab had this bullet proof glass partition between rear passenger seats and front. It was to protect drivers from robbery. I didn't realize how insanely dangerous it was to be a nyc cabbie in the 70s.
Do you ever feel threatened as a cabbie especially in the "bad" part of town? How do you protect yourself from these kinds of dangers?
No. I don't fear my fellow man.
I can count on one hand the number of times I have actually been spooked. And only two of those were justified. I got spooked 3 or 4 times my first week probably because I didn't know any better. I went into it reading all the same reports you did. The other two times were messed up. One time at a Carls Jr. drive thru my passenger out of the blue announces that he'd just bought a gun at the gun store (not where I had picked him up) and asks if I wanted to see it. Before I can even say no he pulls out his piece and holds I up and I see it in the mirror first then turn my head and he's pointing it at the ceiling while it's right near my shoulder, while we were in line for spicy chicken. I wasn't nearly as afraid as I should have been for some reason. It was more ridiculous and shocking more than it was fearful. That probably had a lot to do that I was already having a pleasant convo with the guy up to that point. The other occasion was the time I did almost get robbed at gun point, that was the only time I really was ****ting my pants. That story is on the blog.
I said somewhere in the pages of that blog that I never would have dreamed that driving a cab would restore my faith in humanity, but in many ways it has. Get your head off the TV and out of the newspapers and realize that 99.999% of us are good people just trying to do our business, and not every one is out to get you. If fact, no one is. This is what police officers need to realize most of all. Cab drivers die in the line of duty at twice the rate of police officers, and I don't get to carry a badge and a gun, I don't have body armor and a battalion of backup and k9 units and here I am not fearing my brothers. And here the officer is with all of these resources at his disposal, dying at half the rate I am, and he carrys on ****ting his pants all day. I don't get it. But people say "Cabbie, but the officer has to deal with the more seedy aspect of the community on a regular basis!" Right, and he's STILL dying at half the rate I am. Biggest killer of Police Officers in the line of duty? Anybody? Yeah, it's auto accidents.