Me v Confrontation v Life

Taxi no. 1

That bitch just crossed into my lane.
Me: Unacceptable language, mate.
Him: Yeah, but she’s still a bitch.
Fare: paid. Tip £0

Taxi No. 2

Texting mates on WhatsApp and scrolling through videos on CNN
Me: You’re supposed to be driving me home. I’d prefer you concentrated on the job.
Him: I wasn’t watching videos.

To be fair, he wasn’t watching a video, so that bit works as a defence. He only hadn’t pressed the Play button.

Fare: Paid. Tip: £0

In between there was a shit gig, so, I should really have stayed at home.

Those who know me well know I do confrontation for a living. I’d rather not have to do it in my personal life. Thanks.