As I am antisocial as all hell I will usually appreciate my driver not talking to me.
@Red Uzumaki, asocial not antisocial
@eleven, well excuuuuuuuuuuuse me princess
@Red Uzumaki, now you're being antisocial 😉
@Red Uzumaki, in Saudi Arabia, every single driver is silent
@Red Uzumaki, I appreciate this every time I see it
We just want to wish you good luck. We're all counting on you.
@farkleberry dumbbell, love the airplane reference
If you find this comment, buckle up for a Wild ride:
Last time I took an uber, it was trying to get home from my buddy's 21st. I was in bad shape and wasn't really thinking clearly. Anyways dial up the uber, get in, and without my knowledge the uber driver cancels the ride as soon as I get in. She's around late 30's early 40's and me knowing where I am begin to tell her how to get back to my house. "Take the next left I say", she turns right. I say "it's ok just take the next left and turn around" she takes a right. This whole time she is trying to rub my leg, and I'm assuming, in my inebriated state, that this means she's looking for something in my chair. After a few minutes of me looking at my phone trying to tell her how to get back to my house as she continues to make wrong turns. Finally she pulls into an empty parking lot. She looks over at me, tries to touch my no-no square and says "want me to suck your dick?" Being sufficiently freaked out I just begin reiterating how I just
@iovernash, want to go home. After she gets the message she begins asking me if I have any cash and I keep saying no and that I want to go home. She then picks up her phone and begins talking to someone. I look over to the entrance of the parking lot we're in and see a big blacked out escalade pull in and start deliberately driving towards us. This seemed like the time to make my exit so I unlock the door and book it in the opposite direction from the car and climb a wall. Loosing my shoes in the process as well as my phone. After about an hour of legitimately running through streets dodging their cars and trying to find my way home, I decide to head to populated areas. I finally stumble into a hotel bloodied and without shoes. And through still-slurred words explain what happened to the Desk ladies and beg for their help. Surprisingly they are excessively understanding. Help me get another ride home, clean my cuts, make me email them from my laptop to make sure I'm alright.
@iovernash, suffice to say that lady wasn't gonna get a 5 star
@iovernash, well well, you lost a free ride.
Uber driver: GOD DO YOU EVER SHUT UP?
I'm the same why when I get my hair cut. I just want them to cut my hair then go home. I dread getting my hair colored but I like the outcome.