"Can you put Zac Brown Band on?"
Pro tip: Rock headphones or STFU.
Poor cab drivers, man. City fees and gas prices bludgeon these guys, and the only human interaction they have involves a backseat's worth of twenty-somethingâ€™s barking out radio call letters. If a driver wants to bore everyone in the vehicle with a book on tape or NPR, that's their prerogative. Controlling the steering wheel gives one dominion over everything in the vehicle, including its speakers and heat settings. Thems the rules, so take heed.