Unusual Experiences with Ridesharing

I asked a series of drivers (names changed) about the most unusual rides they have experienced.  Their responses are below:

 

Jenny:  When I dropped a passenger off, he gave me a really big tip and said he was thankful for the ride because the police were after him.   On another occasion, a drunk passenger wouldn’t leave my car.  I called the police and they arrested him.

 

Juan:  I was taking someone from Dulles Airport into the city.  We were having a nice conversation and I dropped him off at his destination.  An hour later he called me and said he had forgotten to take his luggage out of the trunk. We had both forgotten!  I was nowhere close but he needed his luggage, so I turned the application off and drove to where he was to return it.

 

Abdel: A friend of mine is also a driver.  He was taking someone home late at night and was going 70 miles per hour on I-395.  The passenger tried to open the car door and was trying to get out.  My friend had to pull the car over and call the police.   We can’t mess around when someone might be a risk to themselves or to us.

 

Reggie:  I picked up two girls on Fourteenth Street right outside the Black Cat.  It was about midnight and they had been drinking a lot, but one was a lot more drunk than the other and kept falling asleep.  She woke up, yelled “Where the Hell Am I?!?” and then she took off her seat belt and started running down Fourteenth Street.  They got into a wrestling match right in the middle of the street. I didn’t think I should get involved and it wasn’t like I could park there so I yelled out that I was going around the corner and they should come find me there.   I wait five minutes and then the less drunk of the two girls gets in the car.   I ask where her friend was and she said that we were going to leave without her. I told her look, you can’t leave your friend back there…she’s drunk and it isn’t right.  So she went and got her friend and they got back in the car together.  I asked if they were both going to behave and they said yes. All the same,  I wasn’t taking any chances.  I pressed the button that locks all the doors in the car in case anyone tried to jump out again.  Then I went home for the evening – after a ride like that you just call it quits.

 

Reggie:  Oh wait, I got a better story for you.  I picked up these two guys late night and was driving them across town.   I heard a crunch crunch crunch sound coming from the back of the car.  I didn’t know what it was – I thought maybe it was my car so I ignored it.  Then I heard a crunching sound again followed by snorting. So I turned around and said hey are you guys using drugs?  So this next part makes more sense if I explain that I drive part time and I want to pursue a career in law enforcement.   The guys tell me no we’re not using drugs so don’t worry.  Two minutes later I hear another snorting noise and I say hey I see you guys snorting cocaine back there.  So then they apologize and offer me some.  I said no of course. At this point, I’m seriously thinking about kicking them out.  Right then a police car pulls up next to us at the intersection – and it’s a K9 Unit.   I’m looking at a fricking German Shepherd off to my left!  I was so nervous thinking I might get in trouble for what these guys were doing. All of a sudden the lights and sirens come on and I almost crapped myself – but it was just going out on a call.   Since that night, I stopped working late evenings.

 

Sanjay:  I was called for a pick up late in the evening on Fourteenth Street. There were three girls and I thought they would all be getting in.  It turned out though one of the girls was very drunk and the other girls were not ready to go home so they wanted to send her home. I wasn’t sure whether I should take her or not – but I decided it was best to make sure she got home safely.  Before I left, they gave me her housemate’s phone number and said he would help when I got there.   She slept most of the way, and when we did arrive, she said my car was super comfortable and she didn’t want to leave.  She kept falling asleep. I called her housemate and he came down to the car.   Her housemate was this little guy and she is much bigger than him.   We tried to talk her out of the car but she couldn’t even walk by herself. I didn’t know what to do.   If I called the police, she might get into trouble.   Long story short – I picked her up over my shoulder and walked up two flights of stairs to put her on the couch.   I don’t think I got a tip, either.

 

Dante:  It was November and I was growing out a beard.  Longer than it is now.   An Ethiopian guy was getting into the car with me and then he glared at me and asked me point blank whether I was a Muslim.   I ‘m not Muslim but I don’t like that he asked me that.  It’s irrelevant.  So I told him “Look or the duration of the ride I’m whatever religion you want to be.”  So then he got in the car and started grilling me about why African Americans and Ethiopians don’t get along.  I’m African-American but I also have Ethiopians in my family.   He was going on and on so eventually I just told him to stop generalizing me, other people, and to try to understand where people are coming from. Stereotypes don’t make things better.