The story of how a taxi driver client lost... along with the machine Bashny.Net

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A meal one evening in a taxi. The driver was asked to drive up to the kiosk for cigarettes. I have nothing against that, so after a minute we pull up to the bus stop with kiosk. After a while the driver comes back, pushes the gas to the floor, and somewhere about five minutes we race almost at full speed.

Just as I was about to ask what was the matter, as the speed started to fall sharply. The car stopped and the taxi driver carefully looked around. Then turned around and asked:

— I do not recall where you sat?

Without waiting for my answer, he grabbed his head, shouting:

— E-my! Yes, there's another passenger was!

In another moment we are at full speed rushing back. Look near the kiosk is the same taxi, and around distractedly running my driver with a couple of packs of cigarettes in his hand.

via factroom.ru