Tight spaces and Taxi drivers

Most streets are really tight here.  Crosswalks, bus lanes, bike lanes, parked cars, single lane streets with kerbs on both sides, people stopping cars and pulling up on sidewalks(evidently common and appropriate).  It's fun.  It must be really intimidating for people that have F-ing grown up here and driven for years.  Totally understandable.  

My home is surrounded by tight ones.  One that I take daily on the way to work is pretty tight.  Barely enough room to get 2 cars passing each other in-between the parked cars at an uncomfortable level, but doable.  Most of the time you can't see anything before you turn down these streets so it's essentially like playing Russian roulette.  

This morning I turn the corner and just say fuck it and keep going despite 3 cars coming towards me(which I couldn't see until I had pulled the trigger).  No biggie.  There was plenty of room and I stayed dangerously close to the parked cars on the left.  The three amigos continued coming as well until the first guy stops just as we pass each other.  Next thing I hear is a loud honk.  Not sure if it was for me or the dumbass stopping so I'm gonna let this slide and assume it was for the dumbass.  There was at least less than a foot on each side of him so pretty unnecessary.  At least another driver got to experience the wonderful joy of idiocy.  

Surprisingly, the rest of my drive was uneventful.  To the point that I knew the drive home would be awful to make up for the total lack of shit in the AM.  To my surprise, the evening drive home was equally uneventful... until I get about 3 blocks from my house.  

Then the taxi shows up.  This guy was a total Munson.  Not only did he decide that he needed to drive half of the speed limit.  He also decided that he needed to stop completely at every yield and wait at least 3 seconds before moving from a stop light.  I understand you're trying to make extra money from that meter, but come on fuckstick.  Don't be a douche to everybody in the city.  

I was so outraged that my drive home had been completely ruined that I pushed my horn even though I knew it was broken.  That's when I discovered that it had started working again!  So I let him have it.  No effect.  Typical.