The Sex Life My Taxi Driver

Filed by: tIoGT Director of Navigational Robotics Engineering and Safety, Mr. David Robertson

The global nature of technical innovation in today’s world, and the diverse role played by tIoGT and other leading incubators of advanced robotics technology means I regularly have the opportunity to interact with a broad number of affiliate organizations throughout the international academic community.

While I enjoy the travel and interaction this grants me, sometimes it feels as though I spend half of my life at the airport, and the other half caught in traffic as my preferred chauffer Trevor whisks me towards it.

Trevor is a fine man. Definitely one of the finer drivers we have working in tIoGT the taxi pool. Like most of the drivers there he works long hours and holds down several jobs to make ends meet.

Often after dropping me at the airport, there are also times when he is able to also earn a few extra dollars by ferrying a newly arrived traveler into the city on the return trip. Not that it bothers me of course. It is after all a harmless abuse of Institute equipment.

During one such evening several weeks ago Trevor tells me was on his way back in from the airport when he noticed an arm waving him down from a dark roadside alley.

On this particular night the weather was terrible and it had been raining non-stop for several hours.

As he pulled his taxi up to the curve a mysterious figure quickly jumped into the taxi and slammed the door.

Looking into his rear view mirror Trevor was startled to see a dripping wet, naked lady sitting in the back seat.

"Where to?" he asked. "Pearmont Road", answered the woman. "OK", he said, as he again glanced at her in the mirror. Second time around though the woman took offence at Trevor’s leering and asked angrily, "What the hell do you think you’re looking at?"

"Well lady", replied Trevor, "I noticed that you're completely naked, and I was wondering how you'll pay your fare."

Hearing this the lady spread her legs, put her feet up on the front seat of Trevor’s taxi and smiled as she said, "Does THIS answer your question driver?"

Still looking in the mirror, Trevor asked, "Got anything smaller?"