Rider: "How does this look?" "Too much boobs?"
Saturday, September 29, 2018
Friday, September 28, 2018
09/22/18
I had this one posted before but accidentally deleted it. Probably just as well as the previous one was way too detailed and the reader would loose interest quickly.
Right at $215 for the night, a new money record for a single night. It was also a record breaking night in that I had multiple pick-ups to north, farther north than I have been before. Georgetown, to be specific. Downtown Georgetown is alive on the weekends. I was surprised.
A few rides later, I ended up in Dripping Springs for multiple rides. This was the farthest to west southwest ish that I had been. On my way to one of the pickups in Dripping Springs, I seemed to be getting deeper and deeper into the country. I finally reaching the next turn and that lead deeper and deeper into a pasture. Then out in the middle of nowhere, there is a security gate. I glanced down at the app and saw that I had a message. It was the gate code. Deeper into the pasture we went and then there it was.
Reached to turn off the app a couple of times but the ride requests kept coming.
The last ride of the night was at the Platinum Mens Club. As I was pulling up 4 strippers were leaving and they walked right past the group of guys that were waiting for me. They got into the vehicle and begin laughing and cursing to which one of the asked me I could just ignore the ones in the very back that were doing most of the cursing. I told him that profanity was not my concern that instead I was more concerned about them letting the 4 strippers escape.
I got home at about 3:30 am after 14 trips.
Right at $215 for the night, a new money record for a single night. It was also a record breaking night in that I had multiple pick-ups to north, farther north than I have been before. Georgetown, to be specific. Downtown Georgetown is alive on the weekends. I was surprised.
A few rides later, I ended up in Dripping Springs for multiple rides. This was the farthest to west southwest ish that I had been. On my way to one of the pickups in Dripping Springs, I seemed to be getting deeper and deeper into the country. I finally reaching the next turn and that lead deeper and deeper into a pasture. Then out in the middle of nowhere, there is a security gate. I glanced down at the app and saw that I had a message. It was the gate code. Deeper into the pasture we went and then there it was.
Reached to turn off the app a couple of times but the ride requests kept coming.
The last ride of the night was at the Platinum Mens Club. As I was pulling up 4 strippers were leaving and they walked right past the group of guys that were waiting for me. They got into the vehicle and begin laughing and cursing to which one of the asked me I could just ignore the ones in the very back that were doing most of the cursing. I told him that profanity was not my concern that instead I was more concerned about them letting the 4 strippers escape.
I got home at about 3:30 am after 14 trips.
Saturday, September 8, 2018
09/08/18
Started out in Brushy Creek. I pulled into the apartment complex and saw a vehcile coming out of the gate and made a mad dash to dive through the gate as it was closing. The pick up showed to be inside the property and where I usually wait at the front of the property, I thought I was being clever by makeing the risky dive through the gate. I then noticed a message from the rider that said they were at he front. At the same they called and I let them know that I was headed back up towards the front. I laughed and told them about my dive through the gate thinking I was being smart. She laughed and said they saw that and thought that it was me.
They were sisters and were going out together for apparently the first time in a while. The conversations were good as we headed towards the programmed drop off address. To get to that address the navigation kept trying to take us from Parmer road over to 183 and then south. Parmer road passed very close to the drop off address. I told the passengers as we approached Avery Ranch Blvd that I was going to continue on Parmer to see if navigation changed its mind about 183. As we passed Avery Ranch, then Lakeline, then 620, the navigation was sticking to 183. At McNeil I gave in and headed over to 183 and then went south. One of the ladies was talking about how bad of heartburn that she was having and wanted to stop at a convenience store to get some Tums. As she was getting out of the vehicle she asked if I wanted anything to which I answered no, that I was fine. She asked if I was sure and I told her that a Pepsi would be great. To my surprise she asked if I wanted a bottle or a can. I was impressed and told her a can if they had it. As she was inside I commented to her sister about how that question of a bottle or a can had impressed me as I do have a preference to cans. When she came back to the car she had one of the huge cans of Pepsi, to my delight. "Oh my God, you got he big one", I said, to which she responded that this was all they had.
We were close to this apparently "one way in and one way out" destination, and continued talking about the origin of the bottle or can question. We were getting deeper into a residential neighborhood and they had been talking about their destination being a club called The Maverick. We arrived at the indicated destination of Maverick Street and West Cow street. No club. They went to work looking up the correct address and told me it was in Pflugerville. I turned to get back over to the freeway as they finished getting the address. It was on Grand Avenue in Pflugerville. They asked if we were far from that location and I told them yes but it wasn't too far. They put the correct address into the Uber app and away we went again.
I was asked if I watched the show, The Walking Dead. I told her that I was aware of it but had not watched it. She stated that the group of people who responded and worked on the rescue of victims and survivors at the World Trade Center site after the attack, are referred to as the walking dead, due to the asbestos and other hazards that they were exposed to. The lady that bought me the Pepsi is one of the walking dead.
They invited me twice to join them for the evening. It would certainly be enjoyable as we seemed to had a great connection. Lots of laughter, and good conversation. This was one of the best rides to date.
They were sisters and were going out together for apparently the first time in a while. The conversations were good as we headed towards the programmed drop off address. To get to that address the navigation kept trying to take us from Parmer road over to 183 and then south. Parmer road passed very close to the drop off address. I told the passengers as we approached Avery Ranch Blvd that I was going to continue on Parmer to see if navigation changed its mind about 183. As we passed Avery Ranch, then Lakeline, then 620, the navigation was sticking to 183. At McNeil I gave in and headed over to 183 and then went south. One of the ladies was talking about how bad of heartburn that she was having and wanted to stop at a convenience store to get some Tums. As she was getting out of the vehicle she asked if I wanted anything to which I answered no, that I was fine. She asked if I was sure and I told her that a Pepsi would be great. To my surprise she asked if I wanted a bottle or a can. I was impressed and told her a can if they had it. As she was inside I commented to her sister about how that question of a bottle or a can had impressed me as I do have a preference to cans. When she came back to the car she had one of the huge cans of Pepsi, to my delight. "Oh my God, you got he big one", I said, to which she responded that this was all they had.
We were close to this apparently "one way in and one way out" destination, and continued talking about the origin of the bottle or can question. We were getting deeper into a residential neighborhood and they had been talking about their destination being a club called The Maverick. We arrived at the indicated destination of Maverick Street and West Cow street. No club. They went to work looking up the correct address and told me it was in Pflugerville. I turned to get back over to the freeway as they finished getting the address. It was on Grand Avenue in Pflugerville. They asked if we were far from that location and I told them yes but it wasn't too far. They put the correct address into the Uber app and away we went again.
I was asked if I watched the show, The Walking Dead. I told her that I was aware of it but had not watched it. She stated that the group of people who responded and worked on the rescue of victims and survivors at the World Trade Center site after the attack, are referred to as the walking dead, due to the asbestos and other hazards that they were exposed to. The lady that bought me the Pepsi is one of the walking dead.
They invited me twice to join them for the evening. It would certainly be enjoyable as we seemed to had a great connection. Lots of laughter, and good conversation. This was one of the best rides to date.
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