WHY Uber saved my life
It was last Summer.
My girlfriend left me COLD.
Looking back, the writing was on the wall.
We already had grown apart. I noticed that she had become extremely protective of her iphone.
I KNEW something was up. I just didn’t know what?
Out of the blue, she said the proverbial “We need to talk”.
Next, came the dreadful conversation:
“We really haven’t gone anywhere. I’m looking for something more in my life.”
“I met someone… I’m NOT in love but things are not working between us…”
Next thing you know she started packing her things.
A few minutes later she called an uber and never came back.
I was devastated.
Alone, broken, left behind for someone else.
For years she had been my entire life and now, just like that it’s all over.
I quickly went from devastated to suicidal.
I KNEW I needed help but I didn’t know where to start.
Later that week, my good friend Vince was visiting from California.
We grew up together so he could tell how bad a shape I was in.
He knew I needed to get out of the house so I could get out of my head.
So Vince said: “You know what would be good for you?”
“No, What?” I asked?
“You should DO Uber”
“Uber? You mean Uber like the one she called the night she took off?”
I angrily barked at Vince? It was too painful to remember the night she left.
“What does Driving an Uber have to do with anything?”
“Well, instead of parking at the house hurting, why don’t you get off the couch and focus on helping someone else? It will get your mind off of things.”
I was so mad I shouted back “What a STUPID idea!”
I was hurting too much to hear anything.
But Vince wouldn’t let off.
“Try it! What have YOU got to LOSE? Sleep on it”
All night, Vince’s words kept coming back.
“Try it! What have YOU got to LOSE?”
I was so MAD but I couldn’t put those words to rest.
I just KNEW he was right.
I stayed awake for most of the night and as soon as I woke up, I told Vince
“I thought about what you said last night and you’re right, I need to get out! I’m going to give Uber a shot. Thank you for helping me get out of this funk”
I grabbed my coffee and went to the Uber driver site to fill out an app.
I was actually surprised by how quick the process was.
All I needed was my iphone. I took a picture of my driver’s license, insurance card and vehicle registration and uploaded everything. I was surprised that the whole thing took less than 10 minutes.
By lunch time, I was approved. I have to admit, I was nervous.
I didn’t switch my status to “Online” until later that evening.
When I did — within 3 minutes, my first call came in.
I clicked yes and now I was on my way to pick up Ginnie at the Grand Hotel, Destination unknown.
This was my first ride, as a driver that is.
There was a sense of adventure about the whole thing. Just what I needed.
I arrived at the Grand Hotel and there was Ginnie standing by the entrance.
I pulled up. Nervous. Greeted her with a big smile.
She was stunning! I quickly climbed out of the car to get her door.
Turns out it was her first Uber ride too — as a passenger.
I asked her what music she liked and she said “I like what you have on…”
I asked her if she was in a hurry or if she wanted the scenic route.
She said she had a little time so we drove around and I showed her a couple of my favorite joints.
It was a short ride. But it was sweet.
I dropped Ginnie downtown, opened her door and waved her good bye.
It was working. That ride took my mind completely off of things.
I was hooked. I quickly answered the second and third calls.
I enjoyed every minute of it.
I knew I had found a tool that would help me through this.
Driving and meeting people was getting my mind off of things.
I was feeling useful by serving others. It felt good and distracted me from my heartbreak and frankly from my self.
Motion was creating emotion and I rolled with it.
Now, I didn’t get cured overnight.
There were rough evenings. I could sense it coming like a dark cloud. I would start feeling depressed. I was tempted to lay down and dive deep into sorrows but instead I would pick myself up, turn the Uber on and go.
Within minutes, I was fine again. Uber was giving me adventure. I would call old friends to reconnect in between rides. I would think of business and life. I would see the changes around the city. With every ride I was learning, discovering and giving.
Now remember Ginnie my first ride? I forgot to say that before she left, I gave her one of my cards.
To my surprise, she called. She could sense somehow that I was there but I was going through stuff. Turns out we started texting. You know here and there. Then a call or two. Next thing you know, I’m on my way to pick her up at the airport. She will be in town for a few days.
No pressure — no rush but just a welcome change and conversation.
I’m looking back now and I have to say that I’ve never been happier about the breakup.
I’m thankful to Vince for the not so stupid idea of driving a Uber.
Frankly without Uber I wonder how I would have made it through.
And without Vince, and Uber I would never have met Ginnie.
Oh and I almost forgot. On top of that I just got my first payment. Sweet!
So the big lesson I learnt through this and giving rides to strangers is that everyone is fighting a battle that you know nothing about.
I hope my story inspires some of you to get out of the house if you need too also.
And if you know someone that needs to get out of the house like I did, share this story.
You never know…
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