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Post by pippsheadache on Apr 2, 2019 6:53:02 GMT -5
I wonder what it cost to take an Uber from Scranton to The Bronx? According to one of the accounts I read on ESPN, it cost $166. That sounds pretty cheap to me for a two-hour Uber ride. I wonder if Wade flipped him a couple of twenties in addition. Or did he just gripe all the way from Scranton that if the Yankees hadn't sent him down in the first place neither of them would be going through this. |
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Post by michcusejoe5 on Apr 2, 2019 7:29:21 GMT -5
I wonder what it cost to take an Uber from Scranton to The Bronx? According to one of the accounts I read on ESPN, it cost $166. That sounds pretty cheap to me for a two-hour Uber ride. I wonder if Wade flipped him a couple of twenties in addition. Or did he just gripe all the way from Scranton that if the Yankees hadn't sent him down in the first place neither of them would be going through this. That seemed really low to me too but I just checked an Uber fare estimator online and it says $180 so I guess pretty accurate. Would expect everyone will be there today. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Apr 2, 2019 7:42:05 GMT -5
According to one of the accounts I read on ESPN, it cost $166. That sounds pretty cheap to me for a two-hour Uber ride. I wonder if Wade flipped him a couple of twenties in addition. Or did he just gripe all the way from Scranton that if the Yankees hadn't sent him down in the first place neither of them would be going through this. That seemed really low to me too but I just checked an Uber fare estimator online and it says $180 so I guess pretty accurate. Would expect everyone will be there today. Yep, hopefully the Yankees won't be picking up any Uber fares from Scranton for awhile. |
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Post by inger on Apr 2, 2019 10:29:26 GMT -5
Has anyone here ever driven for Uber? I talked to a fellow who did. It sounded like Billy Joel could have added another sad verse to "Captain Jack" about it...Let's just say that you don't usually wind up with a baseball player in the car with you...More like vomiting junkies that their Aunt Sally would rather pay for an Uber to take them to get their fix or see their parole officer than have to take them herself...
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Post by rizzuto on Apr 2, 2019 15:03:26 GMT -5
Has anyone here ever driven for Uber? I talked to a fellow who did. It sounded like Billy Joel could have added another sad verse to "Captain Jack" about it...Let's just say that you don't usually wind up with a baseball player in the car with you...More like vomiting junkies that their Aunt Sally would rather pay for an Uber to take them to get their fix or see their parole officer than have to take them herself... Just before my wife passed away, I discovered that she occasionally worked for Uber and Lyft. I had no idea. On days that she would travel to her oncologist and/or receive chemotherapy, if she felt good afterward, she’d switch on the app on her phone. She’d give two or three rides, then come home. In her thinking, it paid for the fuel for her trip, lunch, etc. It was one way for her to feel productive. Also, my wife loved people, and she enjoyed helping others and chatting. Of course, I was horrified when I found out, worrying about her getting robbed, hurt, or worse. She would smile, roll her big, green eyes and tell me I was just being an overprotective Italian husband. She stopped after someone ran a stop sign and nearly totaled her new car, and she didn’t want me to worry - but mainly she didn’t want to put excess mileage on her new car. She had nearly all positive experiences, except for one negative, humorless, complaining, divorced woman in her late fifties. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Apr 2, 2019 15:19:04 GMT -5
That's a very moving story, Rizz. For someone who so clearly deserves to be remembered in such sweet vignettes.
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Post by michcusejoe5 on Apr 2, 2019 15:29:41 GMT -5
Has anyone here ever driven for Uber? I talked to a fellow who did. It sounded like Billy Joel could have added another sad verse to "Captain Jack" about it...Let's just say that you don't usually wind up with a baseball player in the car with you...More like vomiting junkies that their Aunt Sally would rather pay for an Uber to take them to get their fix or see their parole officer than have to take them herself... Just before my wife passed away, I discovered that she occasionally worked for Uber and Lyft. I had no idea. On days that she would travel to her oncologist and/or receive chemotherapy, if she felt good afterward, she’d switch on the app on her phone. She’d give two or three rides, then come home. In her thinking, it paid for the fuel for her trip, lunch, etc. It was one way for her to feel productive. Also, my wife loved people, and she enjoyed helping others and chatting. Of course, I was horrified when I found out, worrying about her getting robbed, hurt, or worse. She would smile, roll her big, green eyes and tell me I was just being an overprotective Italian husband. She stopped after someone ran a stop sign and nearly totaled her new car, and she didn’t want me to worry - but mainly she didn’t want to put excess mileage on her new car. She had nearly all positive experiences, except for one negative, humorless, complaining, divorced woman in her late fifties. I dont hit the like button on here very often but this is a great story. Sounds like your wife was a great woman! |
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Post by kaybli on Apr 2, 2019 15:34:17 GMT -5
Has anyone here ever driven for Uber? I talked to a fellow who did. It sounded like Billy Joel could have added another sad verse to "Captain Jack" about it...Let's just say that you don't usually wind up with a baseball player in the car with you...More like vomiting junkies that their Aunt Sally would rather pay for an Uber to take them to get their fix or see their parole officer than have to take them herself... Just before my wife passed away, I discovered that she occasionally worked for Uber and Lyft. I had no idea. On days that she would travel to her oncologist and/or receive chemotherapy, if she felt good afterward, she’d switch on the app on her phone. She’d give two or three rides, then come home. In her thinking, it paid for the fuel for her trip, lunch, etc. It was one way for her to feel productive. Also, my wife loved people, and she enjoyed helping others and chatting. Of course, I was horrified when I found out, worrying about her getting robbed, hurt, or worse. She would smile, roll her big, green eyes and tell me I was just being an overprotective Italian husband. She stopped after someone ran a stop sign and nearly totaled her new car, and she didn’t want me to worry - but mainly she didn’t want to put excess mileage on her new car. She had nearly all positive experiences, except for one negative, humorless, complaining, divorced woman in her late fifties. Great story, rizzuto! Your late wife sounds like an absolute sweetheart! Thanks for sharing that memory with us. |
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Post by inger on Apr 2, 2019 18:12:49 GMT -5
Has anyone here ever driven for Uber? I talked to a fellow who did. It sounded like Billy Joel could have added another sad verse to "Captain Jack" about it...Let's just say that you don't usually wind up with a baseball player in the car with you...More like vomiting junkies that their Aunt Sally would rather pay for an Uber to take them to get their fix or see their parole officer than have to take them herself... Just before my wife passed away, I discovered that she occasionally worked for Uber and Lyft. I had no idea. On days that she would travel to her oncologist and/or receive chemotherapy, if she felt good afterward, she’d switch on the app on her phone. She’d give two or three rides, then come home. In her thinking, it paid for the fuel for her trip, lunch, etc. It was one way for her to feel productive. Also, my wife loved people, and she enjoyed helping others and chatting. Of course, I was horrified when I found out, worrying about her getting robbed, hurt, or worse. She would smile, roll her big, green eyes and tell me I was just being an overprotective Italian husband. She stopped after someone ran a stop sign and nearly totaled her new car, and she didn’t want me to worry - but mainly she didn’t want to put excess mileage on her new car. She had nearly all positive experiences, except for one negative, humorless, complaining, divorced woman in her late fifties. Wow. That story is a jaw-dropper. She was a brave lady to take those chances. And obviously still concerned about things like paying the bills, and connecting with other people... |
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