It was a beautiful July day, back in '96, when I was on the valet door at the xxxxx, Las Vegas. I was doing my job of directing traffic, when a cab pulled in and blocked three of our traffic lanes. He had completely stopped all flow of traffic by parking diagonally across the whole area. I asked him twice to move, as he only had one fare and no luggage. The third time, I was a little more forceful telling him "to get', and he gave me the bird. I started to walk away and keep calm, but that day, after two or three steps, I lost it, and had to turn around and kick that cab in the door so hard it left a big dent. Security said the tape showed me walking over frowning towards the cab, but after the "boot", I was smiling big time. The cabby jumped out and wanted to fight, when I turned around and saw he was half my age, I started laughing and now he's really mad. Security had arrived and kept us apart while I filed a report. I parked my last car that day for pay.
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