What Is So Funny About Driving For Lyft?
I have been driving forLyftfor almost a year now.And you would think I would have a few funny stories to tell about my experiences.There are the usual cases where a first time user will put down the theirDrop Off Addressas theirPick Up Address,and vice versa.
I do live close to anIndian Casinoand I can always tell when someone hasWonorLost.
Like theMiddle Aged Filipina Womanwho asked to be driven home at7:30in the morning.Which was over30 Milesaway.She was so happy that she seemed toLaughall the way home.I wasLaughing Too,after I dropped her off,when I saw a$50tip to go along with my$30fare.
Once,I picked up thisElderly Womanoutside theCasinoand she complained the whole time she was in my car.It was the middle of the afternoonand she wasStoned Drunk.Slurring her words every time she talked.The problem she had with me was,I like to playClassical Musicwhile I'm driving.Even after I turned it off she kept complaining how it sounded like aRenaissance Fareinside my carand how people wanted toParty.She said I needed to playParty Musicif I ever wanted to get aTip.I gave herOne Star!
AnotherWomanthat I picked up on a different occasion,was also really drunk.When I arrived,she immediately jumped into the front seat of my car.Then,the first thing she says to me is,"Jim, you will never forget me."With every syllable she spoke,she would punch me in the arm.This went on for about ten minutes,until I finally dropped her off.And she is right.I will never forget the only ride,that I gave,where someone keeps punching me! My favorite was aGuyin his early twenties, who set up a ride throughLyftfor me to pick him up.The problem was,he was on theIndian ReservationandLyftdoesn't supply last names on theAppof the people I am picking up.When I arrived at theGuard Shackand I didn't have the person's last name,I couldn't get on theReservation.So I called the person I am supposed to pick up on the phoneand tell him my problem.He says,"No problem. I'll be right there. I'm the guy in the Tuxedo with no shoes on!"He went to aWeddingonSaturday,and it was nowWednesday Morning!He kept apologizing to me for not having his shoes,and he told me,he didn't know what had happened to them!I told him not to worry.I bet,at this very moment,there is a homeless man out there,wearing the bestPatent Leather Shoeshe ever owned.
This is,I Never Gave A Ride To The Tuxedo Guy Again,But I Will Never Forget Him,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Women need food, water, and compliments. And an occasional pair of shoes.”
- Chris Rock -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you reading?
Sign up as a Follower,or Set up my Blogas your Homepageon your Web-browser,or Leave a Comment,or a Suggestion,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
If you are reading this on aCell-Phone,below this story you will see aLinkwhere it says;View Web Version.To truly get the full benefit of myBlog,I suggest you view the web version.You will just have to expand the page to be able to read it.Thanks again.
I do live close to anIndian Casinoand I can always tell when someone hasWonorLost.
Like theMiddle Aged Filipina Womanwho asked to be driven home at7:30in the morning.Which was over30 Milesaway.She was so happy that she seemed toLaughall the way home.I wasLaughing Too,after I dropped her off,when I saw a$50tip to go along with my$30fare.Once,I picked up thisElderly Womanoutside theCasinoand she complained the whole time she was in my car.It was the middle of the afternoonand she wasStoned Drunk.Slurring her words every time she talked.The problem she had with me was,I like to playClassical Musicwhile I'm driving.Even after I turned it off she kept complaining how it sounded like aRenaissance Fareinside my carand how people wanted toParty.She said I needed to playParty Musicif I ever wanted to get aTip.I gave herOne Star!
AnotherWomanthat I picked up on a different occasion,was also really drunk.When I arrived,she immediately jumped into the front seat of my car.Then,the first thing she says to me is,"Jim, you will never forget me."With every syllable she spoke,she would punch me in the arm.This went on for about ten minutes,until I finally dropped her off.And she is right.I will never forget the only ride,that I gave,where someone keeps punching me! My favorite was aGuyin his early twenties, who set up a ride throughLyftfor me to pick him up.The problem was,he was on theIndian ReservationandLyftdoesn't supply last names on theAppof the people I am picking up.When I arrived at theGuard Shackand I didn't have the person's last name,I couldn't get on theReservation.So I called the person I am supposed to pick up on the phoneand tell him my problem.He says,"No problem. I'll be right there. I'm the guy in the Tuxedo with no shoes on!"He went to aWeddingonSaturday,and it was nowWednesday Morning!He kept apologizing to me for not having his shoes,and he told me,he didn't know what had happened to them!I told him not to worry.I bet,at this very moment,there is a homeless man out there,wearing the bestPatent Leather Shoeshe ever owned.
This is,I Never Gave A Ride To The Tuxedo Guy Again,But I Will Never Forget Him,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Women need food, water, and compliments. And an occasional pair of shoes.”
- Chris Rock -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you reading?
Sign up as a Follower,or Set up my Blogas your Homepageon your Web-browser,or Leave a Comment,or a Suggestion,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
If you are reading this on aCell-Phone,below this story you will see aLinkwhere it says;View Web Version.To truly get the full benefit of myBlog,I suggest you view the web version.You will just have to expand the page to be able to read it.Thanks again.
No comments have been added yet.
