A car was ordered yesterday for four addresses. The subhuman who was driving decided that it was unprofitable for him to go to the fourth address, and began to kick me out of the car! All this happened at the beginning of the first night on Sofievskaya Borshchagovka in a remote alley. He was yelling in such a way that the people I roused with phone calls at such a time simply did not hear me. The situation was resolved after I started calling the police. Dear customers! Discount taxi managers are only interested in the three kopecks that they will receive from your order. And they are deeply indifferent to who carries you how and in what condition.

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