{"id":127,"date":"2013-08-09T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-08-09T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/yule-tide.generalsemiotics.net\/index.php\/2013\/08\/09\/post-120-woman-taxi-driver\/"},"modified":"2013-08-09T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-08-09T00:00:00","slug":"post-120-woman-taxi-driver","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yule-tide.blog\/index.php\/2013\/08\/09\/post-120-woman-taxi-driver\/","title":{"rendered":"Post-120: Woman Taxi Driver"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"paragraph\" style=\"text-align:left;\">\n<font size=\"3\"><strong>A Woman Driving a Taxi<\/strong><\/font><br \/>11:40 PM last Sunday. I step off a bus at &#8220;Express Bus Terminal&#8221; in southern Seoul. I am returning from Jeonju.<\/p>\n<p>A taxi is lurking nearby. It&#8217;s almost a rare sight in Seoul to <em style=\"\">not <\/em>see a taxi. I get in. Surprise: <strong style=\"\">The driver is a woman!<\/strong>  She is in her late 30s or 40s, I think. Thin. She speaks  quickly and enthusiastically. Her voice reminds me of <a title=\"\" href=\"http:\/\/yuletide5142.weebly.com\/1\/post\/2013\/05\/post-48-one-night-in-april-of-2009-pt-3-meeting-the-boss.html\">my first boss&#8217;<\/a>  voice, from Ilsan. She grips the wheel tightly, at ten o&#8217;clock and two o&#8217;clock. She drives quickly. She makes at least one  obvious wrong turn, despite being led by GPS, and says some Korean equivalent to <em style=\"\">&#8220;Aw, damn!&#8221;<\/em> (or worse).<\/p>\n<p><span>I was surprised that the driver was a woman, of course. <\/span>It&#8217;s the first time in my life that I&#8217;ve seen a woman taxi driver. I wonder about her. How did she get into that business? Why? When?<br \/><span><\/span><br \/><span><\/span>Why was I riding a taxi? <br \/><span><\/span>The intercity bus passengers, me included, mostly wanted to get into the miraculously-cheap subway network (the base adult fare for which is only 95 U.S. cents in 2013, at any time of day. My ride was longer, but I&#8217;d still get home for a delightful $1.25). The station-guard turned everyone back. We&#8217;d narrowly missed the last trains. &#8212; Okay. &#8212; No big problem &#8212; Just inconvenience. &#8212; I&#8217;d have to get a taxi to Seoul Station, and then get on a long-distance bus to my home in Bucheon. (Plan B,  taxi and bus, would cost 8,000 Won for the taxi and 2,000 Won for the  bus [bus travel time: 45 minutes, traveling on the highway, limited  stops]. Total extra cost: $9.00.)\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div style=\"height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;\"><\/div>\n<hr class=\"styled-hr\" style=\"width:100%;\">\n<div style=\"height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"paragraph\" style=\"text-align:left;\">\n<font size=\"3\"><strong>Male Grocery Store Cashier<\/strong><\/font><br \/><span><\/span>At the nearby shopping center at which I buy a lot of my food (called &#8220;HomePlus&#8221;), there are twenty or thirty &#8220;checkout lanes&#8221;, places at which cashiers scan your groceries and you pay. At certain busy times, all the lanes are full. When that&#8217;s the case, there are always a couple of male cashiers. Otherwise, the job of supermarket-cashier is 100%-female in Korea, in my experience.<\/p>\n<p><span>I <\/span>have often noticed something strange, in these cases. When male cashier clerks are present, they always, <em>always<\/em> have the shortest lines. Few want to go into their lines. Koreans would rather choose a line with three people ahead and a woman cashier, than a line with one person ahead and a male cashier! It&#8217;s a waste of several minutes, which Koreans usually don&#8217;t tolerate. I also find myself doing this, that is, avoiding male cashiers. I can&#8217;t explain it.\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Woman Driving a Taxi11:40 PM last Sunday. I step off a bus at &#8220;Express Bus Terminal&#8221; in southern Seoul. I am returning from Jeonju. A taxi is lurking nearby. It&#8217;s almost a rare sight in Seoul to not see a taxi. I get in. Surprise: The driver is a woman! 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