I don't know whether to tack this onto my trip report or not, but I wanted to get this out there. After the Heart show at Mandalay Bay I went to the taxi lane without any stopping and I really wanted to because a Nirvana tribute band was in the lounge. Didn't do it so that's that. Pretty fast line considering the time on a Friday night. I enter the cab. The driver was a middle-aged blond, hair up, ball cap. Think Carol Channing. Me: Mirage, please. Driver: Well we can't take the Strip because of the street shows are making things jammed. Me: Not sure what that means, but I know traffic on the Strip is going to be jammed on Friday night. Driver: The fastest way is the freeway. Me: I don't want to take the freeway. Driver: Well, which way do you want to go. Me: Frank Sinatra. Driver: Oh, that's really backed up a Flamingo. Me: (Shaking head) I don't believe you. Driver: Well I'll get on the radio and ask. "Anyone, what does Frank Sinatra look like at Flamingo?" (I hear static for a reply). Turning back to me she says: "He said Flamingo is backed for 3 light turns." Me: I guess I'm hard of hearing, all I heard is static. Driver: Well that's what he said. Why don't you want to take the freeway? You get off at Spring Mountain and the Mirage is right there. Me: Because I want to take Frank Sinatra. Driver: The freeway is faster and only a few dollars more. Me: There are too many risks with the freeway. There are at least 3 very long lights on Spring Mountain and making the turn right onto the Strip is iffy. Driver: Sir, you must think you live here. Me: No, but I know when a cabbie is trying long haul me. Driver: Sir, you do not live here and I do and the freeway is faster. Me: And I am the customer and I want to go by Frank Sinatra. I'll bet you your tip there is no backup at Flamingo. Driver: Well, you're wrong. We arrive at Flamingo. There are 3 other cars. We catch the green and go right through. We arrive at Mirage in no more than 10 minutes. There was other sarcasm from each side along the way. Driver: That's $14.44. Me: Give me 4 bucks back. Driver: What, you're only giving me a dollar tip on a $15 fare? Me: It's $1.56, do the math, and that's more than I really want to give you. Driver: (Sounding disgusted) Whatever!