UberStories
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Recovering reporter who loves to hear the stories people carry around with them. Uber drivers are a gold mine of comedy, wisdom, tragedy, love, and occasional new curse words. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. #boston and points thereabout.
Does extended eye contact, a smile, a cocked head, and a laugh conote interest? Does following me on social media conote interest? BTW, I am 50 and he is a few years old. It's either adorable or approaching something on the Glenn Close spectrum.
October 28, 2023 at 1:52 PM
Does extended eye contact, a smile, a cocked head, and a laugh conote interest? Does following me on social media conote interest? BTW, I am 50 and he is a few years old. It's either adorable or approaching something on the Glenn Close spectrum.
I am playing it as cool as I can. Being high-functioning #nuerodivergent, I never have any idea if someone actually has an interest in me usuing emotional signals that you normal people use. (this is really interesting to neuropychologists, aparantly). I try to analyze expressions.
October 28, 2023 at 1:50 PM
I am playing it as cool as I can. Being high-functioning #nuerodivergent, I never have any idea if someone actually has an interest in me usuing emotional signals that you normal people use. (this is really interesting to neuropychologists, aparantly). I try to analyze expressions.
Right now I'm Mellissa McCarthy in 9 perfect strangers but not as pretty, physically. Certainly I am as loud and and and aim to be as funny.
October 28, 2023 at 1:46 PM
Right now I'm Mellissa McCarthy in 9 perfect strangers but not as pretty, physically. Certainly I am as loud and and and aim to be as funny.
I imagine Saul driving into the sun over the Queensboro, a working man's Gastby, his car filled with glitter and dancers, ready to sleep until the stardust rises again. And I wonder how that network news anchor ever got the glitter off his pants.
October 21, 2023 at 1:03 PM
I imagine Saul driving into the sun over the Queensboro, a working man's Gastby, his car filled with glitter and dancers, ready to sleep until the stardust rises again. And I wonder how that network news anchor ever got the glitter off his pants.
You know who I pick up yet? He asked. This is why I include you on my list. Saul drove through LIC, toward Sunnyside. After I drop you off, I'll turn around and pick up all the strippers from the clubs in Long Island City! I can really fit them in here, and we can all make it home safe in one trip.
October 21, 2023 at 1:00 PM
You know who I pick up yet? He asked. This is why I include you on my list. Saul drove through LIC, toward Sunnyside. After I drop you off, I'll turn around and pick up all the strippers from the clubs in Long Island City! I can really fit them in here, and we can all make it home safe in one trip.
Saul drove across the Queensboro Bridge, the traffic singing like crickets and the lights of the city rising like a sleeping giant. He told her he was there that day. He drove as many people across this bridge as he could. It was CRAAAAAZEEEEEE, he honked. But we all tried to help.
October 21, 2023 at 12:58 PM
Saul drove across the Queensboro Bridge, the traffic singing like crickets and the lights of the city rising like a sleeping giant. He told her he was there that day. He drove as many people across this bridge as he could. It was CRAAAAAZEEEEEE, he honked. But we all tried to help.
Every single newsie who got into his cab, from BG to the lowliest, aspiriting intern, got in his car with a weird and humbling sense of awe. It's incredible, said the woman from Boston who Saul drove home to Queens most nights, to see that come together and then see the city affected..see it.
October 21, 2023 at 12:56 PM
Every single newsie who got into his cab, from BG to the lowliest, aspiriting intern, got in his car with a weird and humbling sense of awe. It's incredible, said the woman from Boston who Saul drove home to Queens most nights, to see that come together and then see the city affected..see it.
Saul doesn't pick up, just loops back to the News Center for his regulars, watching the chain of anger drip through. It's not always like that. There was the a major terrorist was killed, a terrorist that hurt his ugly, grey, scratched up, beloved city.
October 21, 2023 at 12:53 PM
Saul doesn't pick up, just loops back to the News Center for his regulars, watching the chain of anger drip through. It's not always like that. There was the a major terrorist was killed, a terrorist that hurt his ugly, grey, scratched up, beloved city.
Back and forth, to the News Center, after Febreezing the smoke out of the taxi, not that the Lincoln Tunnel helps much. BG was pissed that POTUS wouldn't do a fucking sit-down. The production assistant was in tears because BG's assistant screamed at her. Saul dropped her off in Brooklyn.
October 21, 2023 at 12:52 PM
Back and forth, to the News Center, after Febreezing the smoke out of the taxi, not that the Lincoln Tunnel helps much. BG was pissed that POTUS wouldn't do a fucking sit-down. The production assistant was in tears because BG's assistant screamed at her. Saul dropped her off in Brooklyn.
Saul talks at little as possible with these suit wearing people offering free cigarettes who tips well. He knows he talks the way the goose honks.
October 21, 2023 at 12:50 PM
Saul talks at little as possible with these suit wearing people offering free cigarettes who tips well. He knows he talks the way the goose honks.
Soon as he gets into Saul's cab, rips off the tie and the blazer and unbottons the shirt at the collar. He lights up a Malboro. He offers Saul one. Saul accepts. BG could have a Lincoln take him home. Company drivers TALK.
October 21, 2023 at 12:48 PM
Soon as he gets into Saul's cab, rips off the tie and the blazer and unbottons the shirt at the collar. He lights up a Malboro. He offers Saul one. Saul accepts. BG could have a Lincoln take him home. Company drivers TALK.
No, Saul usually drives the Big Man home from the News Center to Jersey. That's a good fare, and BG tips really well. BG anchors the nightly news and looks like he's been put together by experts in a mannnequin shop.
October 21, 2023 at 12:47 PM
No, Saul usually drives the Big Man home from the News Center to Jersey. That's a good fare, and BG tips really well. BG anchors the nightly news and looks like he's been put together by experts in a mannnequin shop.
Cabs are hot, you know. They're cold, too. Or they're stifling. They're cold in December, and hot as fuck in July, when you can't exactly open her up on the highway, because everyone and their mother is in New York because they think it's Disneyland and Saul is Mickey.
October 21, 2023 at 12:43 PM
Cabs are hot, you know. They're cold, too. Or they're stifling. They're cold in December, and hot as fuck in July, when you can't exactly open her up on the highway, because everyone and their mother is in New York because they think it's Disneyland and Saul is Mickey.
Saul slept through the sun and started work at 8pm, because 20 years he'd learned the network news outfit 57th and 10th reimbursed workers for part of their cab ride. One can only clean up so much vomit. So Saul built a yellow cab faith system.
October 21, 2023 at 12:41 PM
Saul slept through the sun and started work at 8pm, because 20 years he'd learned the network news outfit 57th and 10th reimbursed workers for part of their cab ride. One can only clean up so much vomit. So Saul built a yellow cab faith system.
He wore what was once hunter-green scally cap, pulled low over his forehead. His hair billowed out the sides, curly and slate-colored, like Krusty the Klown gone to seed. The only bright think about him was his yellow cab, which did not respond to street hails. Saul had a routine.
October 21, 2023 at 12:38 PM
He wore what was once hunter-green scally cap, pulled low over his forehead. His hair billowed out the sides, curly and slate-colored, like Krusty the Klown gone to seed. The only bright think about him was his yellow cab, which did not respond to street hails. Saul had a routine.
Editors note: used to being asked things
October 16, 2023 at 6:06 PM
Editors note: used to being asked things
So Mike doesn't take trains. He doesn't take the T. He doesn't take Amtrak. He doesn't take trolleys. He doesn't take monorails around amusement parks. He doesn't take the cog railway up Mount Washington. Mike's an old guy now, but the train isn't getting him. He has not had a problem with the bus.
October 16, 2023 at 3:59 PM
So Mike doesn't take trains. He doesn't take the T. He doesn't take Amtrak. He doesn't take trolleys. He doesn't take monorails around amusement parks. He doesn't take the cog railway up Mount Washington. Mike's an old guy now, but the train isn't getting him. He has not had a problem with the bus.
But he lived, too. We recognized him from the TV news because, even though his head was all bandaged up, his arms were not, and he had all these God-awful tattoos, and we all agreed, Yup, that's Gerry, up to his shit again.
October 16, 2023 at 3:56 PM
But he lived, too. We recognized him from the TV news because, even though his head was all bandaged up, his arms were not, and he had all these God-awful tattoos, and we all agreed, Yup, that's Gerry, up to his shit again.
The worst that happened was that Uncle Gerry got hit by a train, too! The second in the family! Can you fucking believe that!
October 16, 2023 at 3:55 PM
The worst that happened was that Uncle Gerry got hit by a train, too! The second in the family! Can you fucking believe that!