Almost everyone I know has a horror story involving a taxi driver. In Beijing, where I live and work, the smoggy city’s notorious traffic jams elevates these encounters to a whole new different level.
I have lost count of the number of times drivers complained to me about their lives, about high taxes and low pay, about the traffic, about nightmare customers. About them queuing up at the airport for three hours only to pick up a passenger going to a nearby destination. The list goes on.