It was 3am on a saturday morning, and as the doorman at Bally’s loaded the drunk in the front seat of my cab I took off.  I asked the man where too, and he replyed Sam’s Town.  I started too Sam’s town which is 6 miles from the strip, and hoped the drunk would just sleep.  No such luck!  As we drove to the casino, the drunk noticed my Taxi licence posted on the dash.  It lists your name, licence number and height and weight.  The drunk started to laugh and said 511 lbs.  you don’t look a pound over 400.  As my height is 5′ 11″ and I weight 240 lbs. this pissed me off.  The sound of the drunk laughing stopped and a faint sound of ( how will I get to Sam’s Town from here) was heard as I drove off and left the drunk in the parking lot of the closed grocery store.