I would have preferred to have started a little earlier today, but it worked out okay and was back home by about 1:30 am.
I thought I would be dealing with more drunks but there was only 1 and he was very polite and thankful for the ride.
I have noticed on multiple occasions, including tonight, how the upbringing of a young man shows in their manners and how they show respect. To hear "yes sir" and "no sir" from someone that didn't look like you would hear it from, says it all. It is not known who a person is until you talk to them.
Picked up a lady that was on the phone when I picked her up and it sounded like she was probably talking to her bestie. There were a couple of things that she said that made me snicker under my breath, but I almost lost it when she started talking about some guy that had approached her at an event somewhere. "He had that teeth thing going on. I know he could do some damage to an apple". The visual I got in my mind was way too clear. Lol.
Picked up a guy that was wired. He talked about the run of misfortunes that had occurred in the past 6 months that included the loss of his dad, his mother being diagnosed with cancer, and his best friend dying from bad fentanyl in his cocaine. This was the first time I had had a conversation with anyone about the scourge of fentanyl and the conversation certainly brought forth a reality that I had not felt before. He was headed to a strip club, so our conversation migrated away from death and more towards the art of a beautiful woman. We stopped at a convenience store so he could get some money and go to the bathroom. He asked if I wanted anything and I told him that a Pepsi would be great. He returned and gave some cash to a homeless man that was walking in circles in the parking space next to us, then got into the vehicle and gave me the Pepsi. It was a Cherry Pepsi and I had not tried that one yet. I didn't open it until I dropped him off and I now know that I do not like Cherry Pepsi. Pepsi is awesome, Cherry Pepsi sucks out loud. It causes some kind of weird nausea in between my stomach and my chest. Its nasty stuff.
Picked up a couple that was headed to an EDM event. I didn't know what that acronym meant, and they said it was like a RAVE. (I still looked it up when I got home to know for sure. Electronic Dance Music). A couple of times the guy had told the girl that she could just look through her drugs for something. After several times, he said, oh, she is a pharmacist, and it is not like I am making it sound. She laughed at the comment and stated that indeed she was a pharmacist. They then asked about the craziest thing that had ever happened as an Uber driver. There had been so many interesting things, and I went blank as they scrolled through my memory. I ended up sharing one where the female passenger was coming on to me and they asked if anyone had ever got it on in the back seat. I said that I never had, and the guy laughed and said of course not you just took care of that one lady from the driver's seat. That brought out big laughter and then I did something that I had not done before. I shared with them the fact that I had a blog and that was where all of my stories were. I told them that some of the entries are boring but that some are really entertaining. I stated that I don't use names of people and that I don't embellish the information, like referring to this ride as being a ride a gave to a "part-time Cuban drug kingpin" to embellish that fact that the girl was a pharmacist. She got it and laughed loudly. I verbally shared the URL with them, but they will probably forget all about it after the EDM pounds at their brains all night. They did comment that they might get to see a story about their trip, and if by some miracle they do make it to this paragraph, I would like to say to them that I hope they had a good time at the event, and I hope that seeing their ride summarized into this paragraph brings a smile to their faces.
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