Logged in and was 1st up in Wailea. The radio was quiet. We only had 4 cabs on duty. Apparently the dayshift had been so slow that as soon as a relief was available, they would leave. One driver worked all day and only had one run and that was just from the Shops Of Wailea to The Grand. About $4.40 on the meter.
By 7:30pm, I needed some coffee, so I went over to the shops.
I finally received my first dispatch about 8:00pm.. A run from the Renaissance to the Four Seasons. Two ladies going out to Spago's for dinner.
Pulled into the Renaissance ("click" photo)
And picked up Allison and Autumn
Allison is out of North Carolina, now living in Connecticut. Autumn is the sweetest lil' ol' gal from Tennessee.
Took them to Spago's, in the Four Seasons. ("click" photo)
Did the reverse trip with them about midnight.
The night oozed.
Our competition were the tour buses.
Groups being moved like cattle on a never ending trip, to and from restaurants. At least they are going "off-campus" and someone is making money.
The weirdest run of the shift was right at "bar close". I was parked at Kahale's, the right rear door is opened and a middle-aged male drunk falls in.
He wants to go to the Kamaole Beach Royale vacation condos. Just a hair over a mile away. We arrive and he has no cash. So back we go to the 76 Station, where there is an ATM ("magic money") machine. I'll give him credit, he knew his PIN but just wasn't able to master the intricacies of pushing the correct buttons. When I offered to assist him, after two failed attempts, he did a "Jeckle & Hyde" on me. Finally got paid when he tore a $20 bill in half and threw it on the ground. He walked home and I got a $8.30 tip.
Around 7:30pm, Crazy Brian, tonight's driver/dispatcher, told me I had a 4:45am trip from The Grand to Lahaina. Kewl! By 9:30pm that dream run had vanished like the morning mist. Oh, well. Win some, lose some.
STEP INTO MY PARLOR
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That's Fergie, the Sports Page "floorhost".
I mentioned earlier that Henry's is our "biker" bar. It is probably the safest bar to go into. I can't remember the last time the police were called here. That is Kalani on his beautiful white bike.
Ended the shift with just 12 trips. And the drunk guy was the best run (and tip) of the night.
Just another boring night, watching the road and glancing at the dashboard.
"Let's all be careful out there!"