#ubertales

First, if you read this and feel compelled to come at me in a hand-wringing, over-protective way, save it. I am a cranky middle-aged woman who can more than handle herself and any idiot who decides to be ignorant, stupid, or just an asshole. In nine years on the road, I have been asked if I’ve ever wanted to toss someone out of my car. Just one time which led to an informal ban on passengers in…

This morning I asked myself, “Why do I have to feel like shit about myself?” Answer: I don’t. So why did that question come to my mind in the first place? Because yesterday I asked myself another question, and that response turned into the latest attempt at an introduction to my book ‘Uber Tales: Stories and Thoughts From the Road’. The question I asked was, “How do I put nine years on the…

For almost eight years (it will officially be eight years on the road for me next March), I have been an Uber driver. I started doing it because I couldn’t get a job doing anything else and I needed to earn money, and they were hot-to-trot to get me on the road. Then I discovered I liked it- I liked the freedom of making my own schedule (and changing it when I want to) and not being managed…

Dear Readers, this is going to be the Forward to my book, ‘Uber Tales’. Sevan years and eight months ago (give or take), I became a driver for Uber. Back then the app was glitchy as hell and there was NO support either by phone or in the app so if you had a problem, you solved it. This wasn’t a problem for me because I’d spent seventeen years in call-center Hell (basically, I spent seventeen…

Before I get started, I just want to say if anyone has any kind of a freak-out over my stories and bits here, please don’t freak out over my safety. I have a safety button on my phone, situational awareness, and since I’m a fat middle-aged lady if I start screaming people will freak out and help me (hopefully!) First up: If you think only weirdos and drunks come out after dark, think again.…

Weekly Round Up and Uber Bits, Finally-Drying Out Edition

Yesterday was the first day in like two weeks that I didn’t drive in the rain. Driving in the rain is a pain in the ass for several reasons: Drivers in San Antonio aren’t very good on dry pavement but on wet pavement they’re a hundred times worse. Either they drive a hundred miles an hour and flip their cars, or they drive twenty miles an hour (on the freeway!) and back traffic up for…