...when you carry it out.
Yesterday night was taxi heaven in Makati. The last Friday before Christmas is when offices usually hold their parties so you have inebriated office joes carrying gift baskets fighting for cabs at 12am. It was not pretty for someone like me who is used to beating rush hour.
What's more irritating are the taxi drivers who insist on "additional" or expect you to pay a flat rate instead of letting the meter run (kasi po traffic). And then they wonder why no one supports a price increase for them.
I suggest doing this next time: get into the cab and then tell him your destination. If he asks for additional payment or a flat rate just look at him through his rear view mirror and say "Eh kung saksakin kaya kita?"