Kool Dad

There are some heart warming experiences in the rideshare industry. Vince was a tall thin, Zened out dread lock rasta. Race isn't important, usually it has 0 determination on my trips. I dread seeing 300 plus pound riders of 2 or three hoping to fit into my car who are basically looking to avoid paying the extra 5 dollars for a larger vehicle. Those usually smell to the point of vomiting. I dread picking them up. People can have prejudices and those are based on past experience. I've become slightly prejudice on running the west side of town during business hours because of the sevre drought of tips. Tips are what really make rideshare worth anything. Remember how expensive Taxis where? No? rideshare cut that down and gave most to the owner-operator. Now its please tips please tips. If you look at operating costs imbarely getting ahead and any driver stuck with buying a new car after 70-90 thousand miles placed on the vehicle each year knows all to well that side of the business. Vince was a nice looking in the sense of personality tall Afro-American. He was polite, he had nice dreads and didn't say much during our brief ride but had aked if I had looked at doing the Rideshare Bootleg on Facebook. Basically cutting out rideshare services and become an independent rideshare driver getting back to making comparable dollars Vince was on his way to pick up his Son. When he came out of the apartment complex he held his hand and the two talked like best friends. wWhile in the car the two chatted. It was summer and in a Cincinnati heat wave. "Dad I don't like the cold, but you like the cold" thats right. I chimmed in having remained mostly quiet, "One day he will live in Arizona." "He will invite you to visit in July" The dad laughed. The son was probably 6 years old. He stopped at a food mart and bought him a drink and food. Before we stopped at where we started, the final stop, "Are you going to be cool like your Dad when you grow up?" I asked the child. Vinve gave his thanks and they dissapeared into the heat walking towards the house as I drove away.