Warning to Taxi Passengers
(This is a repost from my Multiply)
TAXI ALERT--ORTIGAS AVENUE and VICINITY
Dear friends,
I'd like to share a story of what happened to me last Monday, October 6, which
appears to be a modus operandi done by people with criminal intentions. My
purpose for sharing this with you is to forewarn you of such incidents so that you
may keep yourselves safe.
At about a quarter to 7 in the evening, last Monday, I left the office and walked out of Tektite building towards San Miguel Avenue, Ortigas, to ride a cab. It was just right
after a brief drizzle, so the roads were almost empty of cars and people, although it
was still a bit early. I'm accustomed to going home by myself if I feel like it, and riding cabs without any problems for the longest time.
I was walking along Exchange Road in front of our building, and have already crossed Pearl Drive , when I saw a cab slowly cruising along Exchange Road from San Miguel Avenue . It was an old, a bit dilapidated, white (seemingly) Toyota Corolla, with a
yellow-lighted 'taxi' on the roof, with black scrawl of the taxi's 'name' on the side
(I didn't notice the name written there). It didn't have any passengers on board and I thought it a bit odd that a passenger-less cab would be coming from San Miguel Avenue towards Tektite at a time when taxis are supposedly full. I was more accustomed to seeing taxis with no passengers coming from Pearl Drive towards Tektite on its way
out back towards EDSA or in the oppposite direction of C-5. But it didn't quite get to
me. I was tired and needed to go home to rest. I just thought that the driver was trying
to get passengers.
I flagged down the slow moving taxi and got in. I said I was going towards EDSA,
so the cab went its usual familiar route of rounding the one-way Exchange Road ,
out to San Miguel Avenue , left to Megamall, and right towards EDSA. I normally
would text Tony of the plate number of the taxi, but at that time, I didn't. I normally
would check the locks of the car doors, but this time, I only locked the ones on the
front and back passenger seats (right side, because I saw that the left side door was locked). Everything was normal, except that it was still going its slow pace. The driver
was a slim-built, middle-aged man, with balding head (some hairs on the side), wore
a baseball cap and a worn-out but decent white polo jacket.
Near the foot of the flyover towards Ortigas Avenue and EDSA, he requested me in a kindly manner to please move to the other end of the passenger seat because
'ma-fla-flat na po yung gulong ko. Spare lang yan e.' where I was sitting. I was sitting
at the right side of the passenger seat at the back, and promptly moved to the left
side. I was even able to converse with him, saying 'a ganun ba? Hindi ba delikado
yun na tumatakbo tayo sa EDSA na pa-flat na gulong n'yo?' 'Hindi po, malapit lang
naman po kayo, di ba? Kaya pa po yun,' he smilingly said. And, all along, we were
slowly moving across the flyover at EDSA. After the flyover, he slowly veered towards
the inner side of the yellow lane, but I thought it was because 'inaalalayan niya yung sasakyan.'
When the taxi crossed the gate of Corinthian Gardens , it further slowed down, and I
saw from afar two men seemingly waiting for a bus. When the taxi neared the two men, they gestured towards the taxi, and it suddenly dawned on me that this could be a
hold-up. I initially tried getting the lock of the door to my side open, and was stricken
by horror that it didn't budge. It seemed to be jammed (or perhaps child-locked, on hindsight). And the horror of horrors happened. The taxi stopped by the two men, and
the driver announced, ''wag ka gagawa ng iskandalo, hold-up 'to,' and promptly opened
the locked doors on the right side doors of the front and back passenger seats. Everything went fast. The two men briskly went in, one at the front passenger seat,
the other beside me on my right. I thought in horror 'this can't be happening to me!'
All I can scream was 'ay! ay! Diyos ko! Diyos ko!' The driver said to the two men, 'wag n'yong sasaktan 'yan, mabait si ma'am.' And, to me , 'pera lang ang kailangan namin. Hindi ka masasaktan kung susundin mo kami.' One of the two men was also middle-
aged, slim-built, with balding hair. The other was younger, about in his mid- to late-twenties, gaunt-looking, with high cheek bones, with a thick head of hair. He struck
me as someone who was taking drugs.
The next two hours were a gruelling ordeal. They rummaged through my bag and got
my money, ATM and credit cards, cellphones, and my jewelry, including my wedding ring. They gave back my bag and wallet, though, but without the money and the cards
. We spent the hours going around EDSA from Kamuning to Quezon Avenue , stopping
at banks where one of the men went to the ATM machines to try and get cash from my savings ATM and credit cards. They didn't let me out of the taxi to do the transactions. While one man did the transactions at the ATMs, the taxi kept going round and round
the Kamuning and Quezon Avenue u-turns. They took away my glasses so that I can't see where we're going. But I was familiar with the places we passed - Timog Avenue , Agham Road , near the Napocor area, and back again to EDSA to go to the ATMs for transactions. They pressed me for the PIN of the credit cards, but I didn't memorize
them, but gave them some numbers that I'm not even sure of.
Towards the end, they were off because they couldn't get through the credit cards,
and I was afraid that they'd do me in. But, in the end, they let me go, the driver warning
me sternly, 'wag kang lilingon sa kaliwa o kanan. Dire-direcho lang, kung hindi,
babarilin talaga kita.' They gave a 100 peso bill 'pamasahe para makauwi.' They dropped me off at Agham Road , near the Philippine Children's Medical Center (formerly
Lungsod ng Kabataan) at about 9:30 p.m. There was no one in sight, another light
drizzle has already passed. One of the men accompanied me out of the taxi, pushed
me forward, and ran back to the taxi. That's when I ran and ran towards Quezon Avenue until I boarded a jeepney at a stop light. The kindly jeepney driver motioned me to a
mobile police patrol when we passed by one, and I finally came to the police precinct
at Kamuning EDSA to tell my tale. I didn't even get to see the taxi's plate number.
They informed me there that that has been a modus operandi of these criminal
elements, plying the route of Quezon Avenue , Timog, Agham, even Kamuning areas. They also would give some money for 'pamasahe.' They would say it's for a sick wife,
etc.
I have talked to some employees of a company in the Ortigas area who fell victim to
the same modus operandi. Same taxi, same description of the driver, same alibi
about a flat tire, requesting the passenger to move to the left side of the passenger
seat, where the door's lock is jammed. Same giving of the 100 peso bill at the end
of the hold-up. Last December, an employee rode the dubious taxi at SM Megamall
at about 9 p.m. and the hold-up was announced when some men boarded the taxi at
Star Mall. The person was held-up until 11 p.m. The other, with the person's 6-year
old child, boarded the taxi at the Robinson's Galleria and was also held-up by men
who went inside the taxi. I myself, boarded the taxi near where I work, imagine that.
And, the security guards were just a few meters away.
Please be forewarned of this modus operandi. We're facing harder times, and
December is nearing. Take extra care, friends. As for me, I believe it was the prayers
that helped me. All throughout the ordeal, my Savior was there, guiding me in what
to say or do so as not to aggravate the situation until freedom came. They didn't touch
or harm me. Praise God!
God bless us,
Ruth