Insane arithmetic!!!

If there is a bunch of people who can get Euclid to forget his mathematics it is our bangalore autowallahs. Picture this. I board one from Jayanagar to Bannerghatta. Our man in question promptly starts the rhethoric:
Him: 60 kodi madam.
Me: Meter haaki, you are askign for too much.
Him: Madam, one-and-a-half meter agatte.
Me: Yaake, its hardly 7'o clock!
Him: Ivattu Karnataka bandh madam, vaapas yaaru savari sigolla.
(This despite the meter taking care of the possibility and him making doubly sure of covering costs by rigging the meter to the point where you are grossly over paying as it is).
Me: Aytu, ok. (Thought, after all, it will be 30, so 45 on a bandh day in the evening is not such a bad deal).
He turned the meter and to my alarm the meter had already clocked 28 when we hit east end. I could not help but wince thinking of the gloating look on the ass's face.
We reached Bannerghatta and the meter displayed a 37. He turned around and lit a match at the meter (this is one thing I have seen they make sure they carry!).
Him: Nodi madam, eega 60 aaytu.
Me: Yelle ri 60, nimma meter bere sari illa.
Him: Metergenu aagilla, 37 round aaytu 40, half 20, total 60. Sarige hoyta, bandh divasa tale kedsbedri, bega bega duddu kodi, nanage late aagta ide.
Me (Now totally dumb struck at how he arrived at the number, mutely handed him the 100): Togolli.
Next, he happily pocketed the 100 and returned 4 soggy tattered tens.
Moral: Never question the mathematics guy in khakees who is escorting you home in Bangalore. You are not wrong sometimes - you always are!!!