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The time was around 8 a. m, my phone began to ring. The call was from Mr.William. “Hello! Adam pick up at Edson square. You got15 minutes left to reach that place”, he said and ended the call. He used to keep such filthy restrictions to earn more customers. If we exceed that time limit for every extra one minute we need to pay in return $5, which he used to cut from our wages. I had to hurry up to save my money. Usually, I used to keep my taxi in my Uncle’s garage, as I don’t have sufficient space to fit my car in my garage, which was filled up with junk and garbage. I don’t even find time to clean it, as Mr.William would always give me a call whenever I felt to clean it. I rushed to my Uncle’s garage. “Uncle Patrick, I need my taxi as fast as I can”, I screamed. He immediately threw the keys of that garage as he understood my position of urgency. I have only 10 minutes left. One thing was badly running in my mind “If the customer takes off my money then surely I have to wait for one more month to party, as I already lost halt of it”. I shouted “Bye Uncle! Catch you in the evening”, and started the car. Eight more minutes left, even though Mr.William keeps these restrictions he generally gives us the destiny of our nearest places to reach. So, eight minutes are enough for me to drive up to the Edson square. There you go found my business minded customer wearing a brown colored jacket and ignoring me as the time would run off. I came to know about him as Mr.William also had another business tactics of saving every old customer photo with his name and sending them back to us. I called him “Excuse me, Sir! UFO cabs hire for you”. “Yeah, take me to the Techanalysis in Manhattan,” the man said. “Sure, sir! At your service,” I said started my taxi. I have a habit of speaking to the customers whoever boards my taxi until they reach their destination. Some of them feel comfortable with it, while others used to just node their head and barely listen to me. The person who just boarded my car began to read the newspaper and opened the stock exchange column. “Your good name, Sir?” I asked him. “My name is Marshall”, he said. As, I cannot stop myself talking towards him after asking his name, I started giving work to my mouth. “Where do you work, Sir?” I asked him. “I work as a marketing supervisor at the Techanalysis and there’s an important meeting for me to attend at 9a.m.”, he replied me. This man seemed to be a little brilliant; he even answered my next question without giving strain to my mouth. I asked, “I just want to invest some of my amount in those stock markets. Will you give me a perfect analysis on which to invest?” The man gave a strange look towards me and with a healthy smile he said, “See young man, if I give an advice to invest on so and so company and what if by chance that company gets huge loses. You are going to lose whole of your money. Better keep an eye on only one source by choosing the best”. I thought for a while that he was right as I had chosen the worst source as a taxi driver. Need to find a better one!! I shut my mouth for few minutes after such a good lecture. Suddenly, Marshall asked, “Do you think that the source you have chosen is right for you income?” I was shocked and looked at him. Whether he had read my mind? No chance, but he was very opt to my thinking. May be a more guess? Hope so. “No sir, but I need to find much better one than this”, I replied him. He gave a wild smile and said, “Think about it, man. You’ll find it”. We reached the destination. “Sir, can you suggest me a job which can fit with my appearance?” I asked Marshall. “You have a fair height of about 5 feet 10 inches I guess. A little muscled body and your outfits don’t represent you as a taxi driver. Think of starting you career as an Entrepreneur. It may fit for you. You do also have an attractive face”, Marshall replied. Those words really made me think that I’m cool enough!! “Thank you for your suggestion sir”, I said. He gave me the money and raised his hat, as to take me it as a symbol to say, “Bye”. I waved the hand in air and started the taxi. Until, Mr.William sends me another image of customer I can run my taxi for nearby destinations. You might be thinking “What if he sends an image to pick up someone when you are in the middle of dropping a customer?” It’s very simple according to Mr.William, just drop him off and reach the place which I say within the time. Screw his bloody rules!! . But I had no option he was the one and only person who pay good wages. I need to look for one more fare. After, speaking to such a civilized person my mind began to think “Not one more of that kind for today.” My phone began to ring; it was another call from Mr.William.