The driver pulled off the highway in Faribault, sent there to retrieve two truckers on their way to Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport. It was a good gig, a prearranged pickup that kept business going without having to resort to dispatch and the random street hails that made the first few years as a cabbie so dicey.
The driver opened the door of the sparkling Lincoln Town Car and stepped out into frigid winds to help the weathered truckers load their gear into the trunk.
Just before getting back behind the wheel, she paused outside the door and adjusted her pantyhose.
Chey Eisenman is not your typical cabbie. Yet in the past five years, she has built a lucrative business that launched her from driving drug addicts and sex workers in "the dirtiest, nastiest cab ever," to becoming a self-employed limo driver chauffeuring a carefully cultivated client list in her own Town Car.
Usually dress-clad and carefully coifed, though with the self-described "mouth of a truck driver," Eisenman, 34, has become one of the Twin Cities area's most recognizable drivers. She tweets about her adventures on the road to a couple thousand followers (at @CheyCab) and blogs for the Star Tribune, all while shaking up the male-dominated taxi-driving establishment.
"It's definitely a tough business," she said. "It was very hostile at first. A lot of women wash out, so a lot of guys think women don't belong in this business."
Veteran cabbies have threatened her over turf. An instructor for her licensing class humiliated her in front of the other students. Another cabbie complained that because of the amenities she provides — on-time pickups, a clean cab, phone chargers, an iPad for customers to play their own music selections — his customers now were expecting more.
Does her devotion to better service come from her gender?