HEY, UBER DRIVER! DO YOU THINK MY FRIEND SHOULD GO HOME WITH THIS GUY?"
My rider blurted out the question without my prompting. I kept my mouth shut and my eyes on the road. "We just met him tonight...but he bought us hotdogs and drinks." Pop music from a local radio station played softly in the background as I began to process her statement.
I AM A LATE NIGHT UBER DRIVER. Well, actually I'm a stay-at-home dad trying to earn a few extra bucks on the weekends. Driving the night shift in a college town, I was originally enticed by the surge fares and 2 a.m. bar rush, but I soon discovered something far more valuable than an extra boost of income. I found that the young people I drive around need more than just a safe ride home-they need to know that there is still hope in this crazy world.
JOIN ME AS I SHARE MY TALES OF LATE NIGHTS on the Uber circuit-the good, the bad and the ugly. And stick around to discover the answer to the one question everyone always wants to know: "Has anyone ever puked in your car?