Being Pro

Being a professional at something implies excellence and knowing how to do the job correctly. A taxi driver’s job is to drive, so they are supposed to know how to drive. Unfortunately this train of though is too idealistic I guess. Driving toward Kapahulu Ave this afternoon, taxi minivan speeds along side and squeezes in on freeway at last minute to get off at the Kapahulu off. On Kapahulu I’m two cars behind, a Lexus SUV is between us. In right lane is a yellow school bus/van stopped, red lights flashing, stop sign folded out on left side of van, also with red lights flashing, and sign on rear of van clearly proclaiming “Unlawful to pass when red lights are flashing”. Apparently english reading comprehension is also not a required skill of taxi drivers. The taxi minivan zooms past the school bus, as does the Lexus. I stop, the bus turns off its signals and I catch up with the idiots at the next light. Taxi plate was BBJ 641, control ID#on dome light 86364, bumper decal T2862, unfortunatley company name only on front of dome light I couldn’t identify.