Most people assume that being a rideshare driver is pretty easy, you pick people up and take them from point A to point B. But there’s so much more that goes into it. Today’s contributor, Christian Perea, is going to detail one of those ‘routine situations’ that isn’t actually that routine at all.
Its 1:48AM and you finally get a request at 2.2X after sitting in the DMV parking lot for 45 minutes. You watch the little screen tick down as you half-consider the 4.6 passenger from that one intersection that EVERY drunk person seems to request from. For some stupid reason you hit accept. Now the fun begins.
They are at THAT ONE intersection with six bars and about 2000 other drunk people looking for their Uber/Lyft/Ambulance team at any given time. You never quite realized how much every party-goer looks the same until you started doing this job.
You get to the magic intersection and check the app again and the little pin is dropped in front of Zarby’s the Sports Bar That Is Also A Club Sometimes. You flip on your hazard lights just like the ten other Uber/Lyfts/Cabs. Pax (aka passenger) is nowhere to be found. You call to find them.
“Hi this is your Uber driv..”
“Wheeereee arrr you?!!”
“I’m right in front of Zarby’s the Sometimes Club, Where you requested.”
“Ohhhh I’m actually at [Insert obscure location you have never heard of]. Get over Heeere”
The passenger hangs up and before you can Google “Hipster Bars” a bright light shines on you from behind. No its not God.
But he thinks he is…
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To top it off, You hear that familiar cancel noise. You park and goto Darby’s for a strong drink and call a Lyft ten minutes later at 150%PT. [Read more…]