It’s one thing to find out your significant other is cheating by looking through their phone or social media; it’s another thing entirely to find out by dropping off their side piece at their apartment.
Yeah, this was really bad, but it’s not like this is just Uber.
Understanding the “art of the transition” is the key. It’s not beginning, work hard, success, end. It’s taking each thing, moving it into the next, repeat, success.
These aren’t your run-of-the-mill stories. These are shit-your-pants true scary stories.
After getting rid of my car and riding Uber to work for the whole summer, I learned about myself and discovered new confidence.
You just never know what people are going through.
It is a source of extra cash to feed the hungry monster, Uncle Sam. My future—and my family’s—is sabotaged by a cool quarter million ransom due—for student loans.
Taxis and Ubers are great, but if you can walk to your destination, do it. It’s good for your wallet and for your body.
“Trust me man, you’re going to be just fine,” the driver stated.
“Sorry I got drunk and said and did everything I wanted to say and do.”