A Trump advisor needed a ride to the store from me last night and it wasn't to talk to the president's supporters.
Not really, but I felt like kicking her owner out after she broke a promise.
It's weird when you meet someone whose behavior is so out there they seem almost like a caricature. I met a young woman yesterday who is a real-life gold digger — or at least who was stretching her wings and trying it out.
Do you like picking people up at the airport? I've always hated it. So it's somewhat ironic that it's one of my preferred spots when I'm driving for Uber — except when I get that one passenger who makes me hate my life.
When we were kids, my mom always told us to never take candy from strangers. But she never said anything about a full meal.
The young guy was fired up. Not at me. But at Arabs. He was Hispanic American and he let me know in no uncertain terms that he hated Arab Uber drivers.
If you've just met me for the first time and are asking me for help making important life decisions -- alright, I'll give it a shot.
The Christmas season brings out the best in people — and the worst.
It was oh-dark-30, and I was on an unlit road to nowhere, heading to a town I hadn't even known existed. How the hell did this happen?
I had a decision to make. Obey the law or help a mom and her kid out.