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I Picked a Fight With a Rickshaw Driver. Then Things Got Scary.
Sometimes, being right doesn’t mean handling a situation wisely. I learned that the hard way.
Today, an unexpected incident happened. It was after Magrib, about 6:30 pm. I was supposed to go to my in-laws' house. My mood was a bit cranky because my rickshaw business had a bad day. And when I was leaving, I was already angry with my manager because of his laziness and unpunctuality.
My two-year-old son was with me. I took a rickshaw, and the two of us, father and son headed toward my in-laws' place.
What the driver did was, he picked up another passenger after going a little bit further, and without my consent. Because I didn't take a shared ride. I had reserved the whole rickshaw for myself.
Now, sharing a rickshaw is normal in Bangladesh. Passengers split the rent. But when someone books the whole rickshaw, he has to pay the full fare.
Here, I booked the whole rickshaw. If he picks up another passenger, I will share the rent, right?
Isn't this what logic says?
I was already in a bad mood, and on top of that, this happened. I got even angrier.
