Sunday, November 29, 2020

Audacity

November 29, 2020 4:06 p.m.

For the first time in all my years of driving for Uber and Lyft, a passenger threw up in my car and had the audacity to watch me clean up her mess from the comfort of MY house.


Friday, November 13, 2020

Ejected

November 14, 2020 12:40 a.m.

Tonight, I went out driving, as I do most Friday and Saturday nights. As we are seeing a spike in COVID-19 cases, I have been extra vigilant about making my passengers wear masks. That's on top of my normal amount of vigilance.


What does extra vigilant mean? Well, for me, it means reminding my passengers when they get in the car that they need to wear their masks for the entire ride, that the masks must cover their mouth and nose, and looking in the mirror periodically throughout the ride to make sure they are *still* wearing their masks.


When the bars in the city closed around 11, I picked up a group of four SLU students from McGurks in Soulard. Two of them had no masks anywhere to be seen. The other two had what I like to call "chin diapers" - that is, the masks were technically worn, but only covering their chins. 


Now, Uber has temporarily said that the passenger limit for UberX (which is the class I drive) is three, with all passengers sitting in the back seat. However, I will make an exception and take four passengers if, and only if:


- all passengers have masks

- all masks are worn properly

- the passengers aren't douchebags

- everyone wears a seatbelt


The two passengers without masks - a guy and a girl - quickly produced them from their pockets and put them on. The chin diaper wearers - another girl and guy - were a split ticket. The girl put her mask on correctly the first time I asked. The guy had to be asked multiple times.


Chin diaper guy then said, "oh wait wait wait! We can't leave without Joe!"


I don't remember if Joe was the fifth person's name, but let's assume it was. There was a fifth person in their party. Chin diaper guy was not the person who requested the ride, by the way. And to say this, he had already pulled his mask down.


"Okay," I said, "we haven't left yet. A few things - right now, Uber is limiting UberX to three passengers... BUT I will make an exception and take all four of you IF you all have masks, you all wear them properly for the entire trip, and you all wear your seatbelts. Deal?"


Everyone agreed. Chin diaper guy kept obsessing over his abandoned comrade Joe.


"Hey," I said to chin diaper guy, "you need to wear your mask over your mouth and nose."


He put it on and I started driving.


One of the girls started gushing about how her best friend drives a Kia Soul and said something about the hamster commercial. Yes, I've seen the hamster commercials. The other girl said she's done Doordash and asked if I've ever done that. Yes, I have. It wasn't great, but it's something. She agreed.


I heard chin diaper guy's window go down as he hocked a loogie out onto the street.


"Dude," I said, "don't spit or throw anything out of my car," I said. "And if you're spitting out of my car, that means your mask is off. What did I tell you about that? Your mask stays on."


We got another few blocks before I did a mirror check and saw that chin diaper guy, who was generally being a douchebag, was, of course, chin diapering. Mask down, covering only his chin, breathing out of his mouth.


"Okay," I said, "ride is over."


I pulled the car over at the intersection of Tucker and Hickory and asked everyone to get out.

"Sorry - you three are cool, but your friend can't keep his mask on, so the ride is over."


All four got out silently, without protest, as though this wasn't the first time chin diaper guy's behavior had altered their plans.


Moral of the story: choose your friends wisely, because their behavior reflects on you, for better or for worse. Also, wear a damn mask. Especially if you're getting into someone else's vehicle after spending an evening inside a crowded bar during a global pandemic.


Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Walgreens

 October 7, 2020

12:49 a.m.


Greg of Kirkwood, you and your wife/girlfriend are no longer welcome in my car.


Who is Greg from Kirkwood? He's the guy who requested an Uber ride from Creve Coeur to his house in Kirkwood for himself and his female companion tonight at 11:47 p.m. I kicked them out of my car in the parking lot of the Walgreens in Kirkwood about 15 minutes later.


Actually, Greg was pretty chill. It was the lady who was the problem. It was the lady who caused me to choose a drop-off location with a Kirkwood police car sitting in front of it in case she got rowdy. Greg got out, no questions asked, as if this had happened before.


You see, I asked them to wear masks and the wife/girlfriend complained about it the entire time... except when she and Greg were drunkenly making out in the back seat. If I can hear your tongues smacking, you're not wearing masks. She also insisted on being able to drink from her to-go sippy cup of booze that she brought with her, because, you know, you can't fit a straw behind a mask. You just can't.


To the lady, yes, you are correct - I also checked, and this is indeed America. However, Uber is a private company with rules - one of which is that all drivers and passengers must wear masks at all times. Now, I can't control what rules other drivers follow, but in my car, masks are mandatory.


I didn't kick you out because we have "different opinions" as your lady friend claimed. I kicked you out because you were being disrespectful, bordering on belligerent. And as an independent contractor of that company, and as the owner of the vehicle I was driving, I can choose to end the ride if I no longer want you in my car because you are being disrespectful. And demanding that I turn around and look at you to prove that you're wearing a mask (finally) while I'm driving down Kirkwood Road is not only disrespectful, but unsafe.


It was a 17 minute ride. You couldn't just sit down, shut up, and wear a mask for 17 minutes. Before the ride even started, I asked if wearing masks was going to be an issue, and offered to find you another ride. That was my mistake - I should have canceled right then and there.

I hope you're still waiting for a ride at Walgreens.