Maybe it's trying to get me to be your driver? I wonder how many minutes it's listing me as "away".
Lyft has the mustaches, yes. I think I'd rather be under the radar so far as taxi drivers go, I have a slight fear of my car being pounded on by crowbars. (Really, just guilt speaking.)
Calli, insent. I am able to be on google chat most of this afternoon if you'd like something less asynchronous than email.
My Uber driver gave me a lift $25 coupon. Remarkably unconflicted young man.
Apparently I have 4.8 UberUberbeenz. I am now worrying over which ride gave me a four. Maybe the Russian guy I had difficulty giving instructions to after the ER?
Anyway, this driver says he'll give me five, so....
Theo, why did you go for Uber and not, say, Lyft? This driver also implied you
can
tip Uber drivers, and now I feel pressure again. Removing that pressure was relieving. Theo--are you expecting tips?
I've only gotten one tip so far. I won't ask, but I certainly can accept one.
Actually, you (ita) may have swayed me to the Uber side of the Force.
I might not have been so eager if I'd known how many Uber drivers were out there. Seeing the map from the rider app is sobering. Otoh, I'm getting ride requests very steadily.
Signs you've adjusted to winter:
The guy in the next cubicle said "It's so warm outside, it's like spring!" It's 38 degrees.
I am on a train waiting to depart! I wonder how many books I'll plow through this break with no internet or cell signal to distract me.
I need to talk to Virgin Mobile, because somehow changing phones involved going over my data limit, which has never happened before....
My cubicle neighbors are being amusing again:
"By the power of Greyskull, this install will succeed!"
Timelies all!
I have had pretty much nothing to do at work this week. (Yesterday I got a quote for something we needed, so I was able to order it. That's been it.) Oh well, short week.