Singaporean Taxis

Well, here's a topic I haven't covered that really should have been done ages ago. Singaporean taxis are a spectrum. There are different varieties and situations that come up, and some are better than others.
For example, getting home from East Coast Seafood was complicated. The taxi driver was coughing something awful and only picked up "River Valley Road" from the whole darn conversation. Only after I started talking, changed my accent,  and said "lah" did we actually get home. So that was pretty special.

Here are the basic types of taxis:

1. The chatty ones. There are a few subcategories to this one. 
1. Interviewers ones want to know where you are from, what you do with your life, why you are here, where you go to school, etc. They might as well ask your social security number. 
2. Tour guides. They think you're new to Singapore and some actually offer helpful tips.
3. Nostalgic missing-old-Singapore-ones. Some are okay, some are not.
4. Ranting about stuff ones. THE WORST OF THE CHATTY
2. The silent ones Does this taxi drive itself?
3. The smelly taxis. What the heck does this thing smell of? Pandan? Vomit? Food? Cigarette? Do I even want to know?
4. The lost one. Seriously, when did you start driving taxis again? Half the time they don't even know how to use their GPS systems. 
5. The sneaky ones. They try to take the long routes until you tell them otherwise. 
6. The creepy ones. I don't appreciate you glancing back at me all the time. Eyes on the road, please. 
7. The good ones. The nice, friendly driver who takes you where you want to go and engages in small talk until you are clearly both done talking. 

Also, it's Thanksgiving! I had chilli and pepper crab ^.^