(Chicago) Passengers of Uber and Lyft (kind of like "Humans of New York") and various other memorable adventures and lessons:
*It was about 5am on Saturday night (Sunday morning) and I picked up a 35 year old man from a wedding in the suburbs since I was summoned to go there earlier and was still snagging some rides. He had a few drinks, but I knew he wouldn't cause a problem. We begin talking and he tells me he's from Oak Brook, but lives in LA right now to "pursue his dream as some kind of artist". He then tells me he is addicted to coke and got 4 DUIs :( His friends also knew he was unhappy and the poor guy seemed like a downer (probably out of depression). I suggested therapy and he said "Nirvana was his therapy", which meant he wasn't really ready for help. My heart breaks for him and I hope he finds his smile soon!
*I was driving a medical student around to her friend's house during a storm and another man walked in my car who I picked up in the same trip for a pool smelling very much like weed. After his 10 minute ride, he exited my car and the other passenger said he smelled like weed. I didn't want to point anything out, but it was funny she saw!
*It seems like every time I want to do "1 quick ride before I go home", my last ride always becomes extra lengthy. For example, on Sunday morning May 1 I wanted to do a quick one before going home on my post staying up all night driving binge (it was 8am and I had to be somewhere 40 minutes away at 10am). I was on Michigan Avenue and received a pool request... surely enough that guy would need to go to Midway Airport aka the complete wrong way of where I needed to go. I received a second request within the pool who needed to go to the south loop. Of course, my gps was spazzing out and none of the passengers were from in town. I used my best judgement to get to the south loop because I worked nearby and headed that way until the gps behaved. I then flew to Midway, rocketed home, and was 20 minutes late to where I needed to be. Oops! The proceeding Tuesday (slash Wednesday morning) it was about 12:30am and I was crashing pretty hard. I had been summoned to the burbs and stayed in the burbs until I decided it would be best to head back towards my apartment and back to the city. I left my app on and didn't get any requests until I was like 2 minutes from my place. I wanted to break 100 dollars that night and wanted a quick ride before calling it. Surely enough that person would need to go to Blue Island (like 135th and Broadway). That was a 40 minute drive and I was hoping to stay awake. My amino drink woke me up and I was able to complete the drive. I drove home after that and told myself, "no more 1 more quickie before home because that usually turns into an extra long ride".
*So here I am driving on a Friday night and my second ride of the night I get these two male passengers who are a couple years older than me in my car. They're both drunk. I'm playing Tipper (electronic music artist) in the background as I'm driving and these two people are talking about basketball and they ask me what I like to do. A few minutes later they compliment me on my music and start spitting improv rap lines. Once the ride ends one of the passengers proceeds based on my looks and music taste to ask me out. I'm extremely reluctant to date right now (moreso scared than closed off from it) and he asked for my number. I decided to give him my real number instead of a fake one to face my fears. I turn around and the dude is decent looking. Hmmmmm. Let's see what happens! But not the getting asked out by an Uber passenger. I hope this dude wasn't just desperate... lol!
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