Day 51. The 300 club

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The beginning of the day I check to see how many 5-star ratings I needed at the time I needed five more for 300 five-star ratings. My first customer what’s going to work high end coffee shop in Bellingham. Her car needed work. Her car was in Tacoma, her father was going to work on it. She had a Kia. A brand new Kia, unfortunately it needed $3,000 worth of work according to the mechanic, hence why her father was going to work on it for cheap. She was actually think you’re getting a new car and I said get a Toyota or Mitsubishi they the most reliable cars I have ever owned. My father wanted to get another Kia apparently he works at a car dealership and I said why why a Kia? She says because they’re cheap. Just because they’re cheap doesn’t mean to say they’re going to last. I told her about my experiences with Toyotas and Mitsubishis. Anywhere from minimal services and a nice fat payout for when I had a car accident. She asked me about Hondas and I said I’ve had a Honda not that great but I did get a lemon for that year. You can always get lemons you just have to do your research.

She tipped me straight away. I went East to Lakeway Dr. Then I got another ping. Another lady with car problems she said she needed a lot of work done and didn’t know who to call. I told her about Nazaar im Blaine and how cheap he was for working on cars. She said she lives in Blaine. Perfect. Monday’s must be a perfect time for car issues. The African American lady had perfect hair and a great accent. She works at a healthcare facility in town.

Next customer was a Ghanaian lady and she is studying sociology. She was off to get an ultrasound. I told her about a man at university called Quasi. She said he was born on a Sunday. I asked her, how do you know? Apparently in Ghana you are named after the day you are born on. I asked her what her Ghanaian name was it was Akua, which means Wednesday. Fascinating. I asked her what Monday was? Kojo. It’s apparently pretty common. Well damn even in Ghana my name is common. As I dropped her off she asked me if I can pick her up later. I said certainly.

I went away to see if I can get more passengers before her pickup. I couldn’t. So I went back close to her pickup area. Then she texted me. Excellent. Just what I needed. As she got into my car we talked more about her country and the medical system. You have a choice there, but instead of taxes you pay the government for any medical work. Oh righto. Weird. Doesn’t come out of your taxes at all. She changed the subject and asked if she can be picked up tomorrow morning to be dropped off at the bus station. You sure can. What time? 8 am. OK done. She thanked me for my service and said most uber drivers give her their number but never respond to her requests. I said their loss my gain.

I went to the airport and I got a ping from a Russian lady who can speak Spanish. She asked if I spoke French and I responded oui. She couldn’t speak French at all, but wanted to learn. I gave her a history lesson about Australia from native culture to colonisation aka invasion. She was very intrigued and interested about Australia. She asked me about New Zealand as well. Told her it was a beautiful place. We talked about Russia and how the world’s perception of Putin is warped. Apparently he’s a strong leader and anyone else would do a terrible job of running the former Soviet Union. I thought about all the funny stuff he does. Riding horses shirtless. Imagine Trump doing that 🤣😂. As we were driving down lakeway drive to suddenly there’s a Valley. I spied a copper waiting for people to speed going down hill. I was going the speed limit phew. I dropped her off and I was coming up the hill there was the cop giving someone a ticket. Asshole.

I went back to the airport. Saw a man next to his car sharpening sticks. I did see him earlier waiting for the Russian, but thought he was another uber driver. No, now he’s just being odd. He had Colorado number plates and now I just think he’s a serial killer. Who the bloody hell sharpens sticks at a Holiday Inn Carpark? I parked as far away from him as possible, then he disappeared and a black Labrador showed up along side his car wagging it’s tail. The owner quickly called and chased the dog and got it back in the car. Maybe it could smell human flesh in the car?

Then ping! A nurse needed to go to home. She flew in from Wisconsin. That’s where she from originally. I straight up told her I know nothing about Wisconsin. She wasn’t surprised at all. She said it’s great for hiking and whatnot. I asked her what brought you here? She said they look after the nurses more here. Was it because of the political landscape? Yes it is. Red Vs Blue state. Fascinating.

Finally another lady needed to picked up and dropped off. Her car needed to be picked up. We drove past the intersection where I saw a deer use the crosswalk two times to get to the other side. She laughed. Never seen an animal with that kind of road sense before.

After dropping her off I noticed I had a new compliment and 300 five star ratings. Wonderful. Still only one 4 star rating. Grrr.

Till tomorrow.

The 300 club
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