I drive Uber on the night shift. You meet all kinds. Drunks, lovers, tired nurses. At 2 AM, I picked up a guy from a hospital. He got in the back, looking shell-shocked. Didn't say a word. We drove in silence for ten minutes. Then I heard a sniffle. I glanced in the rearview. He was staring out the window, tears streaming down his face. "Rough night?" I asked quietly. "My wife," he choked out. "She just... the cancer. She's gone." My heart stopped. I turned off the meter. "I'm not taking you home yet," I said. He looked up, confused. "What?" "You can't go to an empty house right now. Not yet." I pulled into an all-night diner. "Come on. Coffee and pie. On me." He hesitated, then nodded. We sat in that booth for three hours. He told me about her laugh. How they met. How she hated peas. I just listened. When I finally dropped him off at 6 AM, the sun was coming up. He shook my hand. "Thank you," he said. "For not making me be alone in the dark." I didn't make a dime that night. But it was the most important drive of my life.
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People are never bothered in the USA while they are getting everything as they will never realise how little we get as they also have to take are dates too and we miss out on the best seats and the interactions then too as they always make sure they get everything..we will have to start being just as mean to them as they are to us and make them feel unwelcome
@resendez_briana As if anyone else appearance is anything to do with them, people need to take a good look at themself seriously and stop worrying about what everyone else is doing… fed up of these keyboard warriors
I started a Jonas uk group last year on watts app and Olivia was in it and I had to block her because of her attitude towards other members and myself she is really not a nice person I then got hit with a sh*t load of messages. She was only in it a couple of months and shown her true colours