I figured I'd start to chronical my more interesting Uber stories for your humor. I've only been doing this for about 2 months part time, so the pool of posibilites are limited now, but I"m sure they'll add up. In the mean time:
*I got most of it on me*
I work a college town (live here full time, going back to school at 32 on the GI Bill from active duty). We've simplified life and boiled a fleet of 3 down to 1 and some bicycles - works for us. This also means our only car is my Uber vehicle. It's a 13 Honda Fit, nothing special, but the newest car we've ever had. I've been doing it for about 2 months, took two weeks off for our wedding, and went back to it last night.
Last night I did a pick up from the local club, nothing out of the ordinary. I pick up the girl, her friend gives her a hug, and off we go to one of the dorms. We'll call our passenger snowflake - special snowflake. The ones that think they really are special in life, things are different for them, whatever.
Anywho, the towns small, as in 4 minute trips max across town. Surges don't happen often, every fare is just $3 to me, but the quick turnarounds make up for it. Business as usual, and we're making small talk about the nights haloween festivities as I'm dropping her off to her dorm, and mid-sentence hear that 'oh-$&@:' noise gurgitate from the rear seat.
Apparently she didn't grab the puke bag, and tried to play it off as just oranges, and most getting on her. Most of it on her. Yeah right.
Apparently what she meant to say is 'I aimed to get vomit on both back seats, door panels, floor mat, carpeting, under the trim at the floor, power window switch' and decides to wipe her puke covered hands on the seat next to her. Drop her off and get out, start taking pictures. Special snowflake decides to hang around and thinks it's funny that I'm snap chatting pictures. Calmly tell her that it's actually documentation of damages to get compensated for her actions, and that it'll cost her directly.
About this time I had a quick realization that there was a group of 7 that bid fairwell to our tutu wearing kiddo, and she probably wasn't the one that paid (though it was for her, confirmed and all). Took a picture of her and she tried to run away as I did so. Whatever.
The icing on the cake was her trying to talk me into deleting photos because her face might be in them. Not my problem- as it's public, no expectation of privacy, proof of damages, and my personal property either way. Special snowflake decides to take matters into her own hands and tries to climb BACK into the front passenger seat as I start to drive away. Yeah- opens the door before I hit the lock button just as I start moving and jogs along side to try and get in. &%$@!*ing snowflakes - worse than a drunken Army private trying to talk their way out of stupidity.
How dumb can one person be? I slowly accelerate with the door open and her trying to get in, and decide enoughs enough, punch the gas pedal (which awakens the fury of 4 gerbils under the hood), and the door shuts and she's standing there in a tutu holding a puke bag (empty) and I spend the next two hours disassembling the interior and cleaning out her stomach contents.
Most of it landed on her is what she claimed several times.
I do not think she knew what those words mean.
On the flip side, she didn't have a single puke stain on her, so at least she's an accomplished veteran at that.
Good job freshman (or sophomore, or whatever). Special snowflake.