A Taxi I'm Glad I didn't Get

Interesting day today but one thing at a time.

Met with Tita Girlie at the Fort this evening and was waiting for a taxi to take me home. I walked to a nearby ATM to get some funds for tomorrow (Chelsea's ear surgery) but the ATM was closed. A couple of taxis passed by which I was lazy to flag down. One taxi cut in front of another taxi just a couple of metres away. Nothing too malicious. Just trying to squeeze in to make a turn as it was a red light. However, the passenger of the other taxi - a man sporting a sando, shorts and a beer belly alighted and confronted the other taxi driver. They argued for a few minutes and as I feared the situation might escalate, I flagged down a taxi to escape the scene. We were directly behind the two taxis and I saw the man plop his messenger bag on the hood of the taxi he was riding and remove a handgun. I don't know what he planned to do but I was really hoping my taxi would drive off already. The taxi driver the man was threatening meantime managed to make his turn and leave the scene and the beer-bellied man got back into his cab where his driver had sat silent the whole time.

It was a little frightening. You know that there are truly violent people walking the streets who have no qualms about confronting any perceived slight. People walking the streets with weapons who may be itching for any situation to use them. Stupid man.