The Crazy Passenger, The Woman Driver

Inside the precinct's mediation room, my last passenger looked like a total wreck. Her hair was a bird's nest, and her blouse was half-unbuttoned.

She wailed to the officer, "Officer, it was him! This driver tried to force himself on me. He was going to assault me!"

"You can't let people like this walk free. It's a sin! I'm demanding compensation for my emotional trauma!"

After her little performance, she threw herself onto the floor. She started kicking and screaming like a spoiled toddle