A gaggle of teenagers stood in front of the Walnut Creek Cheesecake Factory as I slowly pulled past the crosswalk and parked. A boy in a varsity hoodie noticed my car and rushed over. “Uber?” he asked. I nodded. “Let me get my friends.” The kids parted as he walked a drunk girl to myContinue reading “Girls Just Want to Have Fun”
Category Archives: Compassion
Hit and Run
“You have arrived,” said the Uber app voice. “Your destination is on the right.” The map on my iPhone showed only coordinates. No physical address. I craned my neck, looking up and down the dark sidewalk. This was the part of Uber’ing that stressed me the most: finding the address and passenger without getting rear-ended,Continue reading “Hit and Run”