President taxi

From Kompas

On Sunday night I stopped a taxi and asked the driver to take me to Sunter, North Jakarta. To my consternation I realized the taxi which I stopped was a President Taxi. Because it was very late at night I had no choice but to get into the taxi.

Previously I had read a series of complaints in newspapers about most of the company's drivers' conduct. As a woman I was really concerned about my safety during the journey.

The driver did not switch on his car's air conditioner nor extinguish his cigarette during the journey. But I did not dare complain because of his rude manner.

Worst still, his identity card was not displayed as in other taxis. Fortunately when I turned around, I saw on the rear window No 2522.

DYAH

Jakarta