Day 13

Started my Uber evening in Fairdinkumhaven aka called Fairhaven and yep didn’t have to wait long for Christie to ping me. She walked to a house party and wanted to be driven back. Fine by me because I wanted to start my evening. Nothing too quirky about her at her.
Then there was Stan. Stan Bennett apparently a local comedian. That’s what he told me anyway. I arrived at his house. I had to wait for the man finish getting ready. As soon as he rocked up to the car he produced weed aka marijuana right in front of me. He said do you smoke? I said no I really don’t. He then proceeded to discuss his Russian friend that is a human trafficker. I thought um okay,  he said he’s an Uber driver too. Que drum kit comical tune ba dum tic. Yeah good one mate. He performs at Ryan Stiles Upfront Theater in Bellingham. He tried to be comical along the way. I merely laughed out of politeness, had an odd vibe about the man that made me slightly uncomfortable. Oh that’s right he thought I was a New Zealander when he realized I had an accent. Stan the so called man also wanted me to join him for beers in the Wild Buffalo. I said no I am impoverished, he said he would pay for my drinks and the entry fee would be waived because he knows the bouncer. I looked at him and said no I need to keep earning tonight otherwise I won’t be able to afford rent and that I will be evicted and become one of the many homeless people wandering the streets. He then understood and took a card. He will call me later. Yes Stan will want my services again. Oh boy. I felt warm out after his attempt of humor. PS he didn’t trust me because I don’t like weed.
Next person was Arcadia. Cool name. She knew about Greek Mythology and anthropology. She told me she wanted to do chemistry with an anthropological spin on it. I said I know a few archaeologists that do that for a living. She took a card and will get back to me later. She wants to do her masters on something  We shall see what happens with that.
Travis. He lives in Ferndale. I’m in Bellingham. He needed a lift home and wanted to go Jack in the Box. You don’t want to know what I call it. It’s gross. Worse than McDonald’s in my opinion,  because whenever I eat it I get sick. He proceeded to drunkenly direct me to FERNDALE. A different way to my GPS. Lots of turns and turning around, because Jack in the Box was a priority. He told me to order something for myself at the speaker when we arrived to Jack Off in The Box. Oh okay that’s what I call it because it’s nasty. I said no and told him why. He wouldn’t have it. So I ordered chicken strips and honey mustard sauce. He paid for it. Nice gesture,  but really not nice. It was nasty. Popeyes is better and Australian KFC is still world’s apart. Travis proceeded to direct me until the GPS was correct. He is single ladies by the way and bought a house next door to his parents and he loves country music. Travis also likes long walks on the farm and navigation. Oh don’t forget whiskey and Jack in the Box. By the way I had money mustard fingers for the rest of the night. Steering wheel needs to be cleaned now.
After dropping off Travis. Stan rang me and wanted a lift home already! I literally just said yes to Grant on the way back to Bellingham. He was at the Silver Reef casino. Imagining where the reef is in Whatcom county. Oh the silver is probably an ocean of quarters. Maybe. Picked up Grant and he wanted to get to know me better. I told him. He was from Montana and knew about Penrith! He lived in Castle Hill. He apparently worked in Sydney a few years ago. He knew about the Peachtree Hotel. Where a lot of rugby players go to drink and get into brawls. Grant said he had a lot of luck with the ladies in Australia. I said I’m sure you did. He also hated being asked if he was Canadian in Australia. 
Meanwhile Stan wouldn’t leave me alone. I did want to serve him, but was getting pings in new Territory. Including Custer. A couple were in Ferndale. One guy was a tiler and looking for assistance. I said maybe. His partner lived in Melbourne. I ended up so close to home I wanted to call it a night. When Stan called me. I proceeded to make way down. Again more pings. Should I have turned my app off and helped him? His Russian friend ended up picking him up. I was fine with that.
Then I got Omar. He canceled. Ass hole.
Robert and his small clown posse. Oh boy you can’t fit 6 people in ny car. Okay fine. It’s surge time. Surge time is where you get an extra $2 for every trip. So I said yes. They were so far South. Chuckanut Drive. They left and invited me to a naked hot tip party. As they left jalapenos in my car smooshed on the seat. Gross. Had to clean it up.
Finally Emily pinged me and she was moving to Spain. She said I have a good voice for radio and that I should be famous one day. I mentioned I’m going to be doing a podcast next week. Yes it’s next week now. Chris Webster had some stuff to do in Reno. 
That’ll do it for last night. 10 trips total.