6 to 6: The Double
132 West Jacinto, Apartment 6 I pull my cab up to 132 West Jacinto and park. Rosalita Morales is 23 years old. She has big, lumpy formations on her…
6 to 6: November in July
It was 11am on July 3rd., the middle of the monsoon season. I was sweating in my taxi when I was dispatched to a nightclub named November. A poor…
6 to 6: The Jumping-Off Place
James was short and skinny, with a peninsula of purple eczema running along his right forearm. He had gray stubble on his chin and eyes which crossed…
6 to 6: Plasma
A pigeon pecked at his left ear and woke him up. He was lying in the city park where he’d slept all night. He shooed the pigeon away. “Little…
6 to 6: Batman
The new cab driver arrives in the morning wearing all black clothing and a utility belt with a bunch of gadgets hanging off it, the most conspicuous…
6 to 6: El Pendejo
I had an American guy in my cab the other day. He was pushing 60 and had a face like an alcoholic attorney. As I was transporting him, my wife, who…
6 to 6: No Way
Costco fares are the pits. Negotiating my cab into the Costco parking lot on Saturday afternoon is like trying to fit a camel into a preacher’s…
6 to 6: 112 Degrees
I was driving my cab through the parking lot of a monstrous apartment complex yesterday trying to scan the apartment numbers. Where the hell was…
6 to 6: Book People
I am on the freeway in my taxi going the speed limit with a passenger lady reading her book in the back seat. Without warning, a truck darts in front…
6 to 6: You Can Have a Seat, Sir
In my cab, I will often be called to pick up someone from a medical facility. It happens frequently that when I arrive, the patient/passenger is not…
