Funny story from this morning. About 4:50 am, pick up from the Linq. Early 30-ish, well dressed white male slides his luggage towards me as I open the trunk, he gets in the car and says:
"Airport. American Airlines, and please don't talk to me."
Fair enough. We leave the Linq, left on Flamingo, right on Paradise and onto the airport we go. We get to the airport, I stop, open the trunk, take his bag out of the car as he gets out, slams the door close and says nothing. I get back in the car, end the trip and rate him a 1*. I started to "report passenger bad behvaior" but the airport was getting busy. I merge left and start to drive off and I hear someone screaming "HEY! HEYYYY!!!!!!"
I drive off, not bothering to look back. When I get out to the light at Trop from the airport, I get a text "Sorry, I left my jacket in your car. Can you please come back?" I look in the backseat and there it is, folded up, his suit jacket. Nothing was in the pockets, so right before the light changes to turn left onto Trop, I opened my door and threw his jacket out onto the sidewalk.
If anyone sees a sharp dressed bum in a navy blue blazer at the intersection of Trop & Swenson, that's how he got the jacket.
Not the most ethical move in the world, but treat people the way you want to be treated and life will reward you. Uber off for the weekend. Have fun everybody.
"Airport. American Airlines, and please don't talk to me."
Fair enough. We leave the Linq, left on Flamingo, right on Paradise and onto the airport we go. We get to the airport, I stop, open the trunk, take his bag out of the car as he gets out, slams the door close and says nothing. I get back in the car, end the trip and rate him a 1*. I started to "report passenger bad behvaior" but the airport was getting busy. I merge left and start to drive off and I hear someone screaming "HEY! HEYYYY!!!!!!"
I drive off, not bothering to look back. When I get out to the light at Trop from the airport, I get a text "Sorry, I left my jacket in your car. Can you please come back?" I look in the backseat and there it is, folded up, his suit jacket. Nothing was in the pockets, so right before the light changes to turn left onto Trop, I opened my door and threw his jacket out onto the sidewalk.
If anyone sees a sharp dressed bum in a navy blue blazer at the intersection of Trop & Swenson, that's how he got the jacket.
Not the most ethical move in the world, but treat people the way you want to be treated and life will reward you. Uber off for the weekend. Have fun everybody.