Adventures in Uber:
My Uber driver tonight is an Indian gentleman that is currently playing Gospel Country.
Gospel.
Country.
That they're singing off key I feel I should add.
This magical adventure began with my Uber driver stopping at the edge of my driveway.
After I walk up to the car he asks if it's my home and I'm sure I want to leave.
Understanding a foreboding sidequest is ahead, I prepare for adventure.
Adventure at 50 mph.
On the highway.
With his left blinker on the past 4 miles.
Upon entering the car, he and if I still want to go. After assuring him I wish to proceed with tonight's adventure, he asks where I'm going.
I give him the name.
He asks where that is.
I look up the address. And then he calls me.
I let it go to voicemail, explaining I'm already in the car.
He asks if I'm Gideon.
I assure him that I am, pointing that this indeed my house and I indeed wish to leave to yonder destination.
And we are off, his phone still on my voicemail, and his hazards on.
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