Mike was my fellow Uber passenger. He got out to help me into the vehicle. As he got back in, he told Bob, our driver, to hop to it! Bob thanked him for helping me get in.
“Are you gonna get stem cells put in you, so you can see? My friend Adam says he wouldn’t, because he is happy with what God has given him and feels like getting his sight would be like growing a third hand or something. Do you feel that way?”
Today I had an Uber driver name Jesus.
The first few times I tried to call him, it went straight to voicemail.
Jesus didn’t answer his calls.
This morning I had an Uber driver who sounded to be breathing irregularly.
Now I find myself with another driver breathing similarly.
Leaving from my ex-wife’s house, the Uber driver just asked the woman I hire to help me babysit, “Is there anything I need to know before I start driving him?”
Uber driver: “So, do you live in Rogers Park?”
Uber driver: “Where do you live?”
“I live in Lakeview, but I might be moving to Rogers Park.”