President taxi

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