$9 and A Pair of C's

Welcome back to all my readers, it has been two weeks, sorry for my lack of updates. My work schedule was chaos and left me unable to write my usual blog entries. Now that I'm back, enjoy:

This weekend was the UT v. UCLA game here in Austin. The turn out of both Bruin and Longhorn fans was above average out on the streets. This weekend I only worked the evening session instead of my typically 12 hour football shifts. Starting my shift I come to find out the "dirty" six side of town has a carnival and is closed of from the standard waiting lines... DAMN. This meant that my now will be dedicated to only rides I get while on the move. The night consisted of many distraught and drunk UT fans bouncing between bars and very excited and lost Bruin fans trying to find where the "GOOD BAR" is. (By the way UCLA fans you and your tips are always welcome in Austin)
The last call shuffle hits downtown and I am cruising down the 6th street hill heading west when I hear my favorite saying, "PEDI CAB!" I pull over to a hipster girl running to me , "Please can you give us a ride?" I look up to see a guy and another very intoxicated hipster girl waiting... Of, course, "We really need a ride, I have $9 and a pair of C's"... (Let that sink in, because obviously she had a premeditated notion that breast size will exchange for currency). Wait what? that's OK I'm sure I can get you home, "My friend is really drunk and I need to get her home away from this guy who has been hanging around us." OK get in. I use my charm to get the guy to piss off and both girls grab a seat in the cab,"Thank you so much, I want to go to 8th and Brazos.".... Holy Crap that's a steep hill(internal monologue). The ride begins and as I start to piece together their conversation I find out that the drunk girl has decided to drink the memories of her recently determined ex-boyfriend. With a little bit less then 2 blocks to guy I start thinking the drunk girl in not "that drunk"... FAIL! I  notice the pleasant sound of liquid hitting the pavement behind me, and it was not from a water bottle, You've got to be kidding me! As I parade around a vomiting passenger for a block, I pull over and offer my spare water to help out, take care of that and continue to finally reach the destination. OK, here you go are you okay to drive do I need to call a cab? "No we will be okay, I'm taking her back to my place, thank you so much. Here you go." She hands me the promised $9, "And as promised I owe you this too." To my surprise in the middle of a very busy intersection my passenger decides to hold true to a promise and gives a flash of the C's.

My first instinct after this transaction was to look around and see who was witness to what I was just involved in. I catch about 2 dozen guys with a look of excitement on their face and a slight look of envy come over them. I can only imagine there sudden desire to start pedi-cabbing. Next week 24 fraternity kids will attempt to become drivers, you'll see. All thanks to two trashed trendy Austin hipsters...