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Uber driving as a profession is fascinating to me. I actually tried to drive for Uber a few months back to see what kind of stories I could get for the site, but couldn’t pass the background check. The whole bout sunk me into a deep depression, which I was only able to bring myself out of by penning an unbelievably Nihilist story about the depressing life of an Uber driver. My created character’s pain and suffering was all internal, though, and, judging by the looks of this video, I should’ve included physical pain to make it more realistic.
Uber driver Edward Caban recently had a pretty rad rideshare night after picking up a hammered passenger in Newport Beach, California.
It all started when i got a ping while in Newport Beach to pick up a passenger near baja sharkies on the peninsula in Newport, the passenger was incredibly intoxicated and when i pulled up, he came up to the window and asked if I was an uber driver, he appeared to be on the phone with another driver, asking him about what car he was driving. I said yes, and he immediately got in. I confirmed destination, my gps said the black night at the triangle in Costa Mesa, I asked if this was correct, he said yeah, im close to there ill tell you where to go, I asked again if he could just give me his address because I have been down this road before. He refused and insisted on telling me where to trun. We start driving, he begins fading in and out of consciousness while become belligerent and aggressive, and refusing to put his seat belt on, swearing at me, telling me to “fucking turn this piece of shit around” I didn’t feel comfortable when I picked him up and I no longer wanted him in the car at this point. I grabbed the pepper spray from my center console and put it under my right thigh and flipped my camera around and, as i always do when my spidey senses start tingling, made a u-turn, then pulled into a nearby well lit shopping center, and asked him to get out of the car. He insisted on continuing, even though I had already ended the ride. We went back and fourth a bit before I told him if he didnt get out i would call the police. At which point he opened his door and began beating me over the head. I fumbled with the safety on the pepper spray while trying to protect my face with my other arm, I broke free from him grabbing me by the hair on the back of my head, and sprayed his face until he got out of the car, at which point i left the vehicle. Uber drivers don’t get paid enough to deal with this shit.
Here’s the video:
By far my favorite part of this video is the last second, when the dude on a casual late-night Razor scooter stroll walks into frame.
He’s just killing it.
The passenger is obviously an asshole for sucker slapping and hair grabbing his cab driver (he is also apparently a student of the “aggressive girl” sect of martial arts), but kicking a drunk person out of your Uber because they can’t give you directions to their destination is kinda like not feeding a baby because he doesn’t know how to speak. Throw him a bone, man. Dick moves all around, but it’s still a great story.
“YOU GOT MACED, MOTHERFUCKER!”.
Image via YouTube