After 10 minutes of waiting, I was the first in line, waiting for my fare. It was my first fare as a taxi driver. My heart was pumping so fast and hard. A few days before a taxi driver had been released from hospital after a guy tried to cut his throat. The cut on the back of his neck was clear and ran form one side to the other, and I had that, and all the other conflicts I heard about in the back of my mind. That moment, when I was waiting in line, I was feeling more nervous than when I had s** the first time, I don’t know why. A number of colleagues had similar first days. Looking back, I was a kid.