Well, aren’t I just the trendiest Mom you have?
This week, I Uber-ed (for the first time).
Michael, my driver, is a retired Cincinnati Public School employee who has been driving for Uber for all of 5 days. He has 9 grandchildren and when he’s not driving for Uber, he’s the “personal Uber driver” for one of his granddaughters. How nice to have your own chauffer! Oh, wait. You called your personal chauffeurs “mom” and “dad”.
Michael is having a wonderful time being an Uber driver. He can’t think of anything to complain about and he loves meeting new people.
We were traveling north from downtown during rush hour—always a fun trip (and by “fun” I mean slow). Michael does not believe in sitting still, so when we encountered a traffic jam on I-75 we headed straight for the exit ramp, and proceeded north on the backroads. Then when we found ourselves facing one of Cincinnati’s never-ending trains (actual count: 783 cars) Michael hopped out of the car (I kid you not), asked the car behind us to back up, and U-turned us for smoother sailing.
We backroad-ed 60% of the way.
Michael drove extremely safely, edging us ever closer to Our Final Destination, and eventually we arrived.
I. Have. Uber-ed! (You may smile in condescending admiration.)