On the rare occasions Uber isn't working for me, or Beck's line is busy, I go for these fellas.
It's always begrudgingly that I dial their number, and I always regret doing it. They have a decent operator system, so you always think you're going to get a cab right away. It's not the case. I've waited almost 30 minutes for my cab that I was told will be there in 5-10. On my most recent occasion, the driver himself calls me to say he's almost there. That call came in 17 minutes before his arrival, but believing him I went and stood outside in the polar vortex. His phone call successfully guilted me into not hailing another taxi and canceling with Crown. Well played, evil genius.
I can't give them less than two stars, though, because I've always arrived alive. Eventually.
PEPPER'S PISSED: Why do cabs hate taking cards so. damn. much? Asking to use debit is somehow akin to asking for their first born in and I'm sick of it. I know you pay a fee. I tip you well. Buzz off.