916 Lyft Uber Tales # 2 “Dude I’m over here”

I wont out the driver, but he was hi and I was stupid.  One most days I can summoned a ride in one to two minutes which works for me cuz I’m always running late.

I run down the stairs and I see the Chevy passing my building.  He drives two blocks and makes a U turn.     I’m waving my arms as he passes me.  I watch his tail lights as he makes another U turn .  This time I’m waving both arms.  I try contacting calling him …Nothing!

(People in a Southwest Plane  waves back-“Mommy who is that?” He’s a happy man with the spirit of God!”-lets wave together)

He passes me again.   5 min has lapse. “Home Cheese-I got to get to work!  Just as he’s about the past me for the forth time   Hey are you…… ?     Yes, I replied,  I’ve been watching you for the last 5 minutes.    “Man I’m sorry, this thing gave me the wrong address.

Vintage, Led Zeppelin is on his radio.  Before the light changes he reaches to his left and grabs a Red Bull.  There is a sharp oder in the car.    On the freeway, hr drifts out of the lane and returned, exiting the freeway he does it again.   He says he’s tired.  But that’s not tired.  I can see him struggling to focus, but I see my destination ahead.   Arrival…..he is high.

I should have made an excuse and made him stop at a service station or restaurant. It was a foolish move on my part to allow him to drive when I knew better.   Its very  possible he could have killed us.   It was difficult, but I reported him to his company.   I made the wrong choice, I hope who ever reads this will make a better choice and I hope he get help.




Published by CityFella

Big city fella, Born and Raised in the San Francisco Bay Area. Lived in New York (a part time New Yorker) for three years . I have lived in the Sacramento area since 1993. When I first moved here, I hated it. Initially found the city too conservative for my tastes. A great place to raise children however too few options for adults . The city has grown up, there is much to do here. The city suffers from low self esteem in my opinion, locals have few positive words to say about their hometown. visitors and transplants are amazed at what they find here. From, the grand old homes in Alkali Flats, and the huge trees in midtown, there are many surprises in Sacramento. Theater is alive is this area . And finally ,there is a nightlife... In.downtown midtown, for the young and not so young. My Criticism is with local government. There is a shortage of visionaries in city hall. Sacramento has long relied on the state, feds and real estate for revenue. Like many cities in America,Downtown Sacramento was the hub of activity in the area. as the population moved to the suburbs and retail followed. The city has spent millions to revive downtown. Today less than ten thousand people live downtown. No one at city hall could connect the dots. Population-Retail. Business says Sacramento is challenging and many corporations have chosen to set up operations outside the cities limits. There is vision in the burbs. Sacramento has bones, there are many good pieces here, leaders seem unable or unwilling to put those pieces together into. Rant aside, I love it here. From the trees to the rivers. But its the people here that move me. Sacramento is one of the most integrated cities in America. I find I'm welcome everywhere. The spices work in this city of nearly 500,000 and for the most part these spices blend well together. From Ukrainians to Hispanics and a sizable gay community, all the spices seem to work well here. I frequently travel and occasionally I will venture into a city with huge racial borders, where its unsafe to visit after certain hours. I haven't found it here. I cant imagine living in a community where there is one hue or one spice. I love the big trees, Temple Coffee House, the Alhambra Safeway, Zelda's Pizza, Bicyclist in Midtown, The Mother Lode Saloon, Crest Theater, and the Rivers. I could go on and I might. Sacramento is home.

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