The action, observation and prevalent topics of conversation out in the Ride Sharing world of Austin Texas. Warning - no language filters or grammatical preferences were used in the posting of the material contained in this blog. Expect anything.
Sunday, January 21, 2018
01/20/18
Usually white people dont carry the odor of the food they have prepared but this guy was bad. I had to roll down the windows and let the vehicle air out while i was on the way to the next rider. Earlier in the evening the rider smell was tortillas.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
01/08/18
01/09/18
01/13/18
Picked up some well off and super nice ladies in the Brushy Creek area. They were headed to the Domain. Once they were in the vehicle I complimented them on how nice they looked tonight and they all 3 exploded with gratitude. Lots and lots of conversation and comments about the man in their life and how those men would interfere with what an independent lady was accustomed to. Really interesting conversation between them and on a couple of occasions they included me. When I dropped them off I thanked them and told them I felt like I should get out and hug all of them. They thought that was so nice and reached up to the front seat and patted me on the shoulder.
Picked up one couple from a club on Burnet Road and took them to a place in the middle of an industrial complex. There was some kind of club in there and it was full. Not sure what it was. We stopped at a convenience store on the way and while the man was inside his wife talked about how much she still loved her husband and she showed me the ring that he had recently bought for her. When he returned the conversation eventually lead to a point where I commented that she had shown me the ring. She said that she was amazed that he had selected such a beautiful ring. The man confessed that he had help from the male jeweler but that the ring being displayed on the felt finger thing had made all the difference. Such though that he thought about buying the felt finger thing as well. We all had a really large laugh about that comment.
It took 9 trips and 11:30pm before someone was going downtown. Picked up 3 young ladies on the 4th floor of the Red Garage at the Domain and began the trek to downtown. OMG, my brain was so tired by the time a dropped them off. Listening to them talk about one of their friends and their circle of friends and who knew who in each circle of friends and the guy that one of them should stay away from and the friend that only hangs with this one guy because no one else will hang with her, HOLY SHIT! Give me a conversation with some sustenance. As we exited Mopac and closed in on the 5th street split, I begin preparing myself mentally for the extremely heavy traffic that I felt like I would be finding. Indeed, when dropping them off at West 6th and Neches the traffic was bumper to bumper as anticipated. The streets were alive.
I immediately got another ride request that was about 50 feet away. Somehow I managed to get over 2 lanes in standstill traffic, and pick up the waiting couple. We steered to the right on Rio Grande street and escaped the madness of West 6th street. Dropped them off and had another pick up waiting. Picked them up and received another request before I had finished dropping them off. Then one of the drunk little pricks threw up in the middle seat and on my back. I was pissed and when we got to the drop off spot I got out to see what the hell the damage was. The kids friend was apologizing profusely and was not getting a response from me. He offered to go get some paper towels and I accepted the offer. I was super pissed. They were looking at me like they were about to get their ass kicked and the thought did cross my mind when the kid started throwing up again in the yard where I dropped them off. I was going to put my foot in his ass and push him over into his own vomit. His friend and I cleaned up the mess fairly well considering it was after midnight and we couldn't see very well in the darkness. This whole time the next rider is waiting to be picked up. I finally got the disaster to a point where I felt like I could pick up the next rider without them knowing there had been an incident, and left. Once I picked up and dropped off the next rider, I turned off the app and headed towards home. I was also almost out of gas so I stopped in at the HEB and did some more clean up and put gas in the vehicle. Still pissed. I turned it in to Uber to charge a clean up fee and I gave the rider a low Star rating.
The next morning it was apparent how bad of a job that was actually done in the clean up. The sunshine of the day revealed much more clean up was needed. I am still pissed. A new fucking car and this punk is throwing up in it.
Friday, January 12, 2018
01/12/18
A personal record of 5 trips to the airport today. Also near record of earnings in one day. First time to drive during the day.
Monday, January 8, 2018
01/07/18
I was leaving work at 2 am, which is when the bars close, so I turned on the app to give some rides.
Very irritating sequence of events with the first rider cancelling and the second rider not showing up. I think this was the first time I have cancelled a ride. Finally picked up a large group across from Stubbs and took them up the Coronado Hills area. And then there was another one that cancelled and I was almost to the pick up spot. The good thing about the 3 cancelations was that I received a cancelation fee from all three of them.
Was almost home and got pinged. Picked up a gentleman in Brushy Creek and dropped him off in Hutto.
Made it home at 4:30am.