The day begun with me witnessing a old man launch a political sign into the street on Holly Street. You know the annoying ones with either someone’s ugly mug on it or vote for this geezer he’s grouse! As the sign fell to the furthest left lane it almost hit a black Mercedes. Phew. OK it was a black Hyundai. Had you worried there for a second didn’t I?
I noticed my stocks were low. Need more supplies. Water, sweets, all tax deductible for my passengers comfort.
First customer was a chap staying at the Oxford Suites. The app took me to the side of the building. Rather annoying, because I thought there was a secret way up to the hotel. No. Just uber playing funny buggers again. The two fellows were understanding of the glitch issue. They loved my car and my accent. We chatted the whole way. The main rider gave me 5 stars and thanked me for the conversation.
After I dropped them off I picked up a future IT professional. He had just come back from a road trip with his dad. He mentioned how diverse the landscapes are in this country. I agreed with him. It is definitely spectacular. From mountains, to rainforests, beaches, deserts to the urban sprawl. He mentioned Utah and I said their would some spectacular Native American sites there. He said he had witnessed many petroglyphs there. Incredible. The whole country has a vast amount of Native American sites and they are all arguably different from one another. As I dropped him off I said go work for Microsoft or Google. He definitely wanted to.
The following customer was a good friend of mine. Definitely a VIP. She is utilizing my services now because I’m totally awesome. Actually it’s because she would get the same driver over and over again.
Next customer was at the airport. She had just come back from a trip to Europe. Her mother and her had a blast by the sound of things. Castles, food, hunky men or women, OK maybe not, I just thought I’d add that. I will get to Europe eventually.
After dropping her off I had a ping in Fairdinkumhaven. It was the steepest driveway I had ever seen. A 3 story home. I risked driving all the way up the steepest driveway on the west coast of the U.S. it flattened out thank goodness. The two passengers loved my accent and wanted to know where I was from. I told them and apparently it’s on their list. One passenger she was an electrician and the hubby was a construction worker. He made a joke about stealing his wife. Haha no buddy. He was mesmerized by my accent. It was bloody funny. I said you should try it. No, was the reply, I’m not good at them.
After dropping off the couple I picked up another passenger by the name of Alex. He was a history teacher in the making but unfortunately he wasn’t too keen on the locals in Bellingham he said that they were passive aggressive c you next Tuesday’s. Okay then I haven’t had any problems. He was pretty stoked that I was Australian there used to be in the military and said how lovely the Australian women were. In fact he said other things but we would delve into that. I dropped him off at the 7-Eleven and went to get my next customer.
The next lady she was from Denver. Going on a hike she said she was from a place called Boulder. What a cool place Boulder. Apparently in Denver Colorado because of the high altitude when you drive it has to be zero alcohol content. H u h. That sucks that reasonings was that they had so many DUIs and accidents because your blood is thinner at such that high altitude it needed to be done. She invited me into for beer and Aslan Depot. But I declined I needed to work.
The next customers I had in my car would also Denver Colorado. They were students and I asked them about the zero alcohol content in Denver Colorado. They said no that’s not true you can drink and drive. Well now I don’t know who to believe does anyone else know?
Everyone up until this point we’re pretty good passengers. Except for this next guy he brought in the most ridiculous burrito thing Pita Pit something or other I had ever seen. It was disgusting it stunk out my whole car. We chatted for a moment, but I didn’t realize he was eating at the same time and dropping food continuously in my car. I dropped him off at his house, but as I dropped him off his burrito thing spilled everywhere Tomatoes, jalapenos, onions, olives, everything on the chair in the crevices of the chair and by the door. He tried to help, but he was so wasted that he wasn’t being much help at all. In fact he stupidly put his burrito on the side of my car as well and managed to spill some on my side window without me noticing until much later. I thought we got most of the food, but no.
I went to pick up a kid, OK he was like 21 and his mates were about the same. There were five of them. I have five seats in my car and I am currently in one. 5+1 = 6. Uh oh spaghettio! He asked if I could take some of them and come back for the others. Sure thing. I went and dropped the first batch off. One admitted math aka maths was hard. Yes it is, but not that hard. After dropping them off I went to pick up the remaining two people. One decided to go elsewhere, so mow there’s only one person. Really? I couldn’t have taken all of you then instead wasting time and money coming back. The trip was literally about a mile as well. Bloody hell. In that time I could have picked up another passenger. Oh boy. Some people just don’t think about the uber driver do they?
Next customer asked me about the food on the side of my car. Oh yuck I forgot about that. He thought someone had thrown food at my car. I told him the story of Pita Pit man or as it now will be called Peters armpit. He said how inconsiderate. The fellow told me where he worked. Olive Garden. I said oh I have picked up a gal from there before. He asked me who it was and I couldn’t remember. The guy looked like Ray Romano and sounded like Woody Allen. Quite incredible really. As soon as I dropped him off, I went to a petrol station to see how much food was on the side of my car. Oh yuck. That’s disgusting. Food on the roof, window and on the door. I immediately cleaned as much as I could.
A bar tender graced my car from underground nightclub. He was cool guy, and he said people in Whatcom County are racist. I said I have noticed a few, but I did notice racist people in San Diego. Also in Australia as well. Can’t really escape it. I dropped him off and now it’s 3 am. Ping.
I picked up a repeat offender. She remembered me and I tried to remember who it was. Then I said Olive Garden! We talked about how bad Outback Steakhouse was. I mentioned to her that I drove another Olive Garden employee around tonight and she asked me who? I told her his name, but she hadn’t heard of him. Crazy how many people work at Olive Garden Bellingham?
Before I dropped her off ping! A GIS specialist needed a lift. He likes maps and I agreed with him. Before I dropped him off ping! Another one! I was going to go home soon. Ooo a scheduled uber. Oooooo. Never had one of those.
Finally a pastor needed a lift to a bus terminal at 3.30 in the morning. Wow. Where are you going? Her name was Jenessa. Interesting name. Never met a Jenessa. She told me she works at non denominational church in Tampa Bay Florida. She was worried about scheduling an uber. I said yeah you’re lucky you got me, I may have been halfway home. My last few trips I had pings before I even finished the trip. That means there’s not many people awake right now. Where are you off to at this time? I asked. Tampa Bay Florida, via Seattle airport. Oh wow. Long drive and long flight. She told me how rewarding her job was. I wished her the very best. Then I went home.
You think it’s over? I could still smell Peters armpit in my car. I’ll deal with this later. Next day. More food in my car. Maybe I can charge a cleaning fee? Researched it. Yes I bloody can! Called uber and they compensated me without a receipt because I have been doing it myself. I sent them photos of food and stains to my seat cover. I knew it was bad. The guy didn’t tip me anyway. Not mad about it. From this day forward no greasy heavy food in my car. You eat the sweets in the car or you either finish it or wait to eat it when you get to your destination. Bloody hell. It’s been 3 days and I can still smell it!
Till Tuesday because Monday I had a meeting.
