When I was living in Los Angeles in 1984, I hopped in a cab to get home, and let the driver know I was short on cash. I asked him to stop the car when we got to to $7. We hit the mark at Beverly and Genesee, which was only about a half mile from my apartment. The driver pulled over and I handed him $9. He said, "Wait, this is $9. You told me to stop at $7." I said, "Well, yeah. Tip money." He laughed and said, "Get in." He took me the rest of the way home for no charge.
A couple weeks later, my friends and I were near Sunset and Vine sitting on the back of a bus bench. We'd made the choice between bus fare and cigarettes, so the bus bench was purely for rest before our 2.5 mile walk home. A cab pulled up and honked.
"Need a ride?" the same cab driver asked.
"We don't have any money," I said.
"What's new?" he said, "Get in."
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