Once Upon a Time in Jamaica

This is a paraphrase of a true conversation my mother told me she had with a taxi driver in Jamaica.

Mother: I'm late for my flight. Hurry!
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Isn't there a quicker route? I'll be late.
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Slow down. You're driving too fast.
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Roll up your window. It's too windy.
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Get me closer to United's checkin. I'm already late.
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Careful, that suitcase has fragile glass in it.
Driver: No problem-o
Mother: Here...
Driver: A dollar tip! I hope your plane crashes.
Mother: What did you say?
Driver: No problem-o