A-Bell Taxi Transportation

Incompetent lazy, slow pieces of crap. I saw 2 cabs drive past my place of business after I called over an hour ago. One other time I wanted for 7 fucking hours. These assholes should not even be in business. Do not call these tards. Do not give them your money.

I wait a minimum hour each time I call. Unfortunately there are no other taxi services for me to call in the area. Sometimes I even wait 2 hours. It is just terrible and more expensive then most cabs I have taken in the past. If you pay with a card they have to call it in. They get a lot of business but fail to hire more drivers and update their way of doing things. They can easily implenet a card reader that connects to smartphone

Wish i could give a negative review. Was given an hour quote, called after an hour and a half and was told «you’re next «.
An hour later still no cab. Called again, and was given a shift change excuse. Okay couldn’t be much longer right?
An hour later still no cab. Called and spoke to the most wretched women on the phone who’s only suggestion was that i cancel, got super rude and didnt give me a chance to speak. As a result, my mechanic has now closed for the weekend and i cant get my car until Monday. Zero professionalism. Cant wait for Über to get out to Kansas or even another cab company to wipe this place out.

If you have no other options to get around… I guess so. Cabs look like poop. The people on the phone are pretty rude.

Not the worst taxi service I’ve had… actually, it might be. I know that sometimes being a taxi company in a town where most people have cars may be a hard time going. You may not have a ton of vehicles and drivers and you may not be making enough money to maintain your vehicles and … well it must be a hard life, so I’m giving them two stars to give the benefit of the doubt.
This was my experience: I was in Dallas on a layover. It was about 12:30 and I called Bell to let them know that I would be arriving at the Manhattan Reigonal Airport at 3:30. The dispatcher said «oh, that’s fine, we usually have someone there around that time anyways. We’ll send him there around 3:30/3:40» Ok. Thanks. Bye.
I am in front of the Manhattan airport with baggage at 3:35. Wait until 3:40 to call and confirm –hey, I’m here. «Right, the lady going to Manhattan?» Yup. «Do you mind going to Fort Riley first? We won’t charge you?» (ie twenty minutes in the opposite direction –my house is also only fifteen minutes from the airport). It was at this point that I became «nice» at my own expense.
Instead of asking, «Don’t you have another driver?» Or saying «Actually, I’ve been travelling for the last 8 hours and I really just want to go home so that I can take care of some things.» I said «Ok». This is where I give myself two stars for not appropriately asking for what I needed.
So, in addition to the driver not being there when the dispatcher said he would, now my 15 minute trip home would end up taking 45 minutes. Where is this driver?
3:40 called.
4:08 I heard the jalopy of a sedan before I saw it. It was just a slight rattling and the hum of a belt on it’s way to heaven. Slight enough that I thought i’d make it home, but bothersome enough that I suspected negligence if this was someone’s livelihood. It’s kind of like that 16 year old’s first car that he got with $ 500 of his own money from his gig at McDonald’s. The car should have seen a mechanic more than once in it’s lifetime and definitely should have seen one last year when the belt started to go, but we didn’t get around to it.
It had a big dent in the passengers side back door and an interior that looks like it hasn’t been cleaned in a few years –nothing overt like vomit or blood, just the residual sweat, body oils, dirty handles, crusty seats. Yes, crusty is the most appropriate word. It smelled like sweat, motor oil, and grease. That must be why the driver chose to keep the windows down for the entire drive.
I’ll have to call the other cab company in town to see if this is Manhattan’s industry standard or a fluke. Let me get back to you on that. For now, signing off…