She was going like four blocks but was so tired that she passed out the second she sat down.
He pulls off and about 30 seconds later she poops in her sleep. She's wearing very short shorts so it just falls out both sides.
Being that she's passed out, he drives her to her hotel anyway (with the windows down trying not to vomit).
When he gets there, she kinda wakes up, and in the process of getting out manages to smear it all over his back seat, on the back of the front seat, on the inside roof, on the outside roof, and on the door.
She says sorry, throws him $20, and disappears.
Uber gives him $250 to clean his car, charged to the girl.
They next day he gets an email from Uber saying she called them all pissed off because "why did she have to pay a soiling charge when she already gave him $20 to get the car cleaned?"
It was very clear by his movements that he had something stuck in his butt. I asked if he needed an ambulance instead but he said he didn't have insurance so he couldn't afford it.
After I dropped him off and helped him in, I got back in the car and looked back to find a stain on the seat.
I picked up two guys one Saturday evening, and they said that they were headed to a bar to hang out. I didn't think much of it until they got into the car. Something smelled horrible. I couldn't pinpoint what the smell was though. It almost smelled like spoiled meat or fish.
We didn't talk much through the ride, other the the usual get-to-know-you conversation. They were pretty short with their answers, so I just let it go and kept the silence.
It got to the point where the smell coming from them was so unbearable that I had to crack a few windows just to air out. As we were nearing their destination, one of the guys said, "You can just drop us off here." It was a few blocks from where they said their destination was.
They opened the doors and as they were stepping out of the car, they ran. I was really confused. Within a few seconds, I couldn't see them anymore. I looked at the back seats to my car only to find bloodstains on the seat. I thought it looked really suspicious, so I called the police. They looked at my car and asked me more details. The police told me that there was a woman who was killed earlier today, and the suspects were 2 middle aged men. I described them and they matched the descriptions perfectly.
The police called for backup and started searching the whole area, and it turns out that the guys were caught a few hours later.
He lived in a large cul-de-sac with a small park in the center. It happened to be later in the evening when I went to pick him up. I go through the cul-de-sac once pretty slowly as I can't find his house. I decided to do a second round of the cul-de-sac and when I get a quarter of the way through two guys emerge from the park and one of them pulls out his pistol and asked, "What are you doing in my neighborhood?" I decide to act really calm and just let him know that I'm with uber and was unable to find a passenger and who I was looking for. He says, "Oh you're looking for Random Name/ He's at the top of the cul-de-sac blue house."
I thanked him for his help and canceled on my rider. Nope.
He has his girlfriend ride in the back seat and arranges specific pick ups so she can give them a good time during the trip.
They were talking nonsense to each other so he didn't pay much attention, just kept driving and occasionally checking on them through the rearview mirror. Eventually the girl got quiet so he checked in the mirror and didn't see her, and my innocent friend thought she was asleep and even laughed about it with the guy. Well, not long after that he drove over a speed bump and heard the guy saying "Uh oh!" at the same time a gurgling sound was heard and a smell of booze+sour filled up the whole car.
So yeah, the girl was giving it to her boyfriend, the speed bump caused her to vomit all over the backseat and my poor friend still had to drive around with a vomit smelling car.
At least they rated him 5 stars.
He came out of a luxury resort and gave me a sketchy address.
When we arrived, it was an abandoned convenience store, so he told me he was looking for some "company." Yeah, I knew where to find that, and along the way, he said he was looking for some "medicine," too, so we stopped in a dodgy area and got him something to "smoke." Could've been anything, I don't know, and I didn't ask.
After being accused of being a "cop" more than once, we found a pretty young lady of the evening, he asked where she's been all night, she said she's been right there waiting for him, she got in the car, they kissed and groped in the back seat on the way back to the resort, and he gave me a decent tip.
This was when I was at uni. I couldn't bother waiting for a bus home so I called an Über. Luckily there was a guy nearby dropping off a guy and a girl. I knew them, still FB friends with them. They got out and I got in. I said "hi" to them and chatted for a few seconds. They said they were going to study for a bit, then were going to meet up with her boyfriend. I was tired so I just told them I'd see them in class the next day.
The driver overheard most of this talk and said he was surprised the girl had another boyfriend. I asked why and he said she and the guy who was just with her were being very flirty, touchy and kissing on the way over. I was gob smacked a little, saying, "No, that's impossible." I laughed a bit and told him he must have imagined it. He said no he saw them being very affectionate with each other. I'm just sitting back there shocked and not knowing what to say. He said "I'm sorry to tell this to you but your friend is definitely cheating on a boyfriend."
I'm still trying to process what I've been told. A little while later he drops me off at home. Before I get out I tell him, "I'm sorry I seem a bit shocked but my friends, the guy and girl you just dropped off at the university, they're brother and sister!"
He was like "Are you serious?!?!" Almost as shocked as I was.
I wasn't completely sure whether what the driver told me that day was the truth or not.
For a while I convinced myself he was tricking me and knew they were brother and sister, but I noticed other stuff afterwards that kinda confirmed it.
They wanted to take about a 35 mile drive at 6.3x surge, so I was about to give the third highest paying fare I'd ever given, great way to end the night!
They had clearly been partying like they were 20 something's since early in the day. The wife (in the front seat) was super apologetic for the first five minutes or so, completely embarrassed about their level of intoxication, while the husband (in the back) was trying to be my new best friend. After five minutes or so though, they both passed out. I drove for the next 20 minutes in relative peace.
When we arrived in their driveway, the husband was sound asleep, and they had a half inch of wet snow in their driveway, so I took the wife inside first. While on the way in, she upended her purse in the snow, but I was more focused on getting her safely inside. Once we got in, I helped her to the bathroom, and then went to the garage to get a snow shovel. I cleared a 4' wide path from the garage to the car, so I could get the husband inside (he's a bigger guy, and I wanted to be safe) and finally got him awake. I gave him my shoulder and got him inside. He begged me, "Please, just get me to the recliner, I can't make it to bed" so that's where we headed. All the while the wife is throwing up with the force of a small waterfall in the bathroom.
I ran outside and grabbed the contents of her purse, which included her phone (absolutely soaked at this point) and came back inside. She begged me to rice her phone, so I started to dig through her cupboards for a bag and rice. While digging I came across their meds, and pulled some Advil for them. I riced her phone then gave them both Advil and water and told them to take more in the morning, they were gonna need it. Then I locked the door and showed myself out. In the end, I was dropping them off for well over half an hour, but the fare was awesome and the day was my second best day of driving, so it didn't really bug me.
The kicker? They left me a 5-star review the next day: "Pretty OK guy."
Best ride ever.
Once picked up a guy and three girls. Turned out the guy was their boss and the girls were his 'ladies', and the four were being tailed by the cops for their illegal profession. Long story short, they got stopped by the cops and my friend explained that it was his birthday and they were going to a club for his birthday.
He got a really nice tip for that one.
This isn't unusual on it's own, happens quite often, just gotta stop them before it gets out of hand.
Well, one of them decides to stop making out and says to me" Don't tell anyone, okay?" Curious, I ask "why?", he responds "we are cousins and we don't want our family to find out"...then they went back to making out again.
I didn't once think they could have possibly been cousins, never saw either people before or after. Could have just kept his mouth shut and I'd never have known, Why would you disclose that information to a stranger?
Started chatting up the uber driver. Asked if he could jump up into the front seat.
More chatting. Than all of a sudden, attempted to feel uber driver's crotch and started kissing his neck.
Charged with sexual assault. Dropped down to something where he did community service and paid a fine.
The girl seemed a little out of or her mind and was wearing somewhat revealing clothing, so it was pretty clear they'd been partying the night before. While driving I picked up their conversation which they were not even attempting to hide.
It was pretty clear that the guy had a girlfriend who was not the girl in the car and that he had just hooked up with this girl. They were currently heading to his girlfriend to explain what had happened.
To be clear, he is bringing the girl he was unfaithful with along to explain to his girlfriend that he just hooked up with her. He tipped well though.
She was pale, freckled, blue eyes, with dirty blond hair, and had a single dread lock twisted within it. We chatted for a bit about our goals and interests in life, she seemed really down to earth. When I brought up that I made music, she asked if I had any songs I could show her. I put on my most played song that I had at the time and more than half the song consisted of her commentary on how much she loved it.
Considering how gorgeous this girl was, I was a bit more than flattered. She tells me to keep it on my SoundCloud and asks me if I had ever gotten it on while listening to my own music. I tell her no and that I had been single for a while. Her response was music to my ears, "Well there's a first time for everything, right"? At this point I'm praying I don't crash my car with the jolt of endorphins rushing through me.
Long story short, we reached the destination and let's just say she was no quitter. I got her number, but nothing evolved beyond that.
She still listens to my music, according to SoundCloud.
It's about 10:30pm. I get a request and accept it. It's a 20something year old girl just getting off work at a retail clothing store. She needs a ride to her home, about 35 minutes outside the city limits. Cool, long ride = more money. Get to her house, she gets out and I drive away. Now, I'm about 25+ miles away from the city so I don't really expect to get any hits out there. I'm about to head back in when I get another request. This one is another 30 minutes further outside the city limits. Hmm...maybe this person wants to go downtown. That's an hour long ride = $$$. I'm down. Start heading their way. It's a beautiful night so I cruise the whole way with my windows down.
Long, winding, narrow roads. No street lights for miles. Finally I come across the property. It's a ranch-style place. I turn in. Still no lights. Pitch black. I drive in for about two miles with no signs of a house. I'm doubting my GPS at this point. Oh well, I'm already this far. Keep going.
Oh cool, a house! No lights on. Something doesn't seem right. I swing my car around to face the exit, leave my car in drive and rest my foot on the brake, just in case, and waited for a while. Nothing. Let me give the guy a call.
He answers. Sounds confused.
"Hey, I'm your Uber driver, I'm outside. Take your time, I'm here whenever you're ready."
"Uber? I didn't request a ride."
"Hmm? I'm at ###XXXXX, Texas. Your address and information comes up on my app."
"Texas? I'm in Indiana. I've never been to Texas. Please don't charge me." Hangs up.
In that moment, I felt the already pitch black night get darker. I turn down the radio. My window was still open and so I started listening.
You know that sound of a dirt road when somebody is walking on it? How it crunches and you can hear every step? Imagine that sound, but there are two sets of feet. And they're running. Getting louder. I look out my rear view mirror and the only light is from the red parking lights of my car.
Two men. All black clothes painted red by my brake lights. Sprinting. Getting closer. Getting louder.
I slammed on the gas, my car threw pebbles and rocks at them as I semi-burned out and I hauled it as fast as I could out of that property. Got back on that winding road, followed it all the way to a well-lit gas station, shifted to park, and sat there, stunned. What just happened?
I tried following up with Uber. Nothing really came of it. To this day I'll always have to wonder what happened that night.
One time there were three girls who were singing to Taylor Swift and they made my dad record them singing the song and then they made him sing some of the lyrics. He showed me the clip of them singing and him singing later it was hysterical. Then they invited him to go to the next bar with them but he had to keep working.
Also one time an Uber driver told me a girl tried to make him hook up with her at her house, but he said no cause he's married. And when she got out of the car she gave him the middle finger and turned around and lifted up her mini skirt and flashed him lol. I guess Uber drivers get lots of ladies.
She lived kind of far away so they needed to take the freeway to get to it. They start talking, and my brother starts telling her about how when he was a baby he had open-heart surgery at the same hospital that she works in. Funny enough, this nurse has been in the OR during many open-heart surgeries, so she knows a lot about them. She starts talking about them, and eventually goes into pretty graphic detail about how the surgery is done.
Now, my brother has this problem where he passes out very easy while discussing or seeing medical procedures. He's done it three times before; once where he watched himself get an IV, once from seeing the pin in his toe after he had foot surgery, and once while they were discussing how to put a catheter in during EMT training (he wanted to be a firefighter).
So, after a little bit of hearing about the surgery, the nurse notices the car veering off to the left, crossing over a lane. She looks over at my brother and sees him passed out cold behind the wheel. She starts screaming and the car ends up veering off into a ditch on the side of the freeway.
The nurse, apparently forgets all her training, and just RUNS AWAY once the car stops. Apparently the smell coming from the deployed airbags smelled like smoke to her and she thought the car was going to blow up. My brother and the nurse were both physically fine, but his car is completely totalled.
"Yeah you can't tell anyone on the team yet. No no, I haven't told anyone at all."
I was secretly eavesdropping, as I usually do, trying to figure out what kind of job she had.
"The details are kinda gruesome. The poor thing was lying there for a while after it happened because there was no one around. They took everything from her and tried to steal her car but they apparently ran over her and they just booked it. It was only a couple hours later someone saw it and called us. She was still alive when we got there. Hey listen I gotta go. We'll talk more soon."
We had reached her destination: church. She got out of the car with a quick thank you.
One of them threw up in the back, we had to stop on the side of the highway for him to get everything out of his system, he went behind the bush and did a number 2, but he didn't have any tissue...
It was disgusting the whole way.
This guy was in his mid 40s, wearing an all black suit and sunglasses. Didn't take them off. He also had a briefcase that he put on his lap.
Anyway so he sits in the car and points forwards. So the driver takes off. They didn't speak the entire journey. It was about 40 minutes. To tell the driver where to go the passenger just pointed left or right.
Anyway, the driver tells me that he was scared the entire time and genuinely thought he was going to die, but was too scared to stop.
So finally they pull over at this really big old house that he described as "the most mafia looking house I've ever seen".
The guy takes off his glasses, looks at the driver and says "th-thank you v-very much."