Confessions: Stories from An Atlanta Ride-Share Driver
It has been a long time since I have been so nervous about taking on a challenge. I did not sleep much the night before my first ride. It reminded me a lot of the jitters I used to get in college and high school the night before a big game.
After I officially activated, it took about 10 minutes to get my first "ping" (call) scared me to death. My first rider was a young man probably in his early 20's. He needed a ride to his job at SunTrust Park. It would be a short uncomplicated 20 minute ride. When he got out I broke the news to him that he was my first rider. He expressed surprise and said "Oh really? You did good." It was a great confidence builder. I de-activated myself and took a few minutes to gather myself, and think about what had just happened.
My second trip went equally as well. It consisted of three people, who were students, also probably in their late teens, early 20's. They had attended the Atlanta Braves afternoon baseball game at SunTrust Park , and needed a ride home. My main concern was that they not vomit in the back of my car. They were probably too drunk to even notice the heavy traffic, or that I had trouble finding the ride-share lane. They also did not seem to mind that I missed a turn. I think they were happy to arrive home, so they could continue their fun activities. Day one was intriguing to say the least. This is going to be wild, absolutely no dull moments.