This story made me laugh. A girl from London was looking to book a cab (taxi) to Bristol Airport. She called up directory enquiries and asked for Joe Baxi (cockney rhyming slang for taxi). When told there was nobody by that name, she said ‘It ain’t a person, it’s a cab, innit.’ and got connected to a supplier of cabinets.
From Metro: “‘Look love, how hard is it?’ she fumed. ‘All I want is your cheapest cab, innit. I need it for 10am. How much is it?’ The sales adviser told her £180. The tantrum-throwing teenager quickly left her address details before ringing off. The next morning, rather than being picked up by a cab, the young woman had the cabinet dropped off.”