The Exorcist

Everyday is as unigue as a fingerprint. A few days ago I had 4 riders all in a row all going to see a heart specialist, with only one just having an allergic reaction that started 2 years ago that made her body swell up randomly. All of them where in thier 40s. Coincidence? possibly. Its the rideshare lotto. Today I set a new record for abonormal behavior. Today was the long pick up day, I feel like its a waste of miles, a waste of unpaid time, Rideshare has become slightly better about compensating the driver. As I went from Eastgate to Milford I was 18 minutes out and gaining time. A persons name can be almost anyone. Just a faceless name, imagine meeting 25 people daily for the first time, and having conversations with them? As I pulled up to pick up Timbolk, I had no thought of anything unordinary, as she smiled to see me thru dark sunglasses, dark hair parted and covering the tops of one of her sunglasses I picked up a sublte odd vibe as she moved twitchingly and excitedly. She got into the back, I said Hi, how are you today? I looked right into her eyes as I phrased that question. No response, just a blank expression. It sounded like she was on a phone call with the speaker on. She buckled and we where off. As I back tracked to where I had just came from, the phone call continued, she did a very deep laugh, very deep that turned into a high pitched pig squel as she felayed around in the back seat with her arms moving about wildly. Not trying to sugar coat this one, I was slightly worried about how animated she had become. Thinking she could understand African French I tried to ask her how she was. She became even more animated, and mumbled incoherently , babbled would be descriptive. In what languages I couldnt decipher her basic phrases. She again laughed deeply and briefly then quickly jumped back onto her insain train. If things couldn't be bad enough, I get a phone call, thinking it was my rideshare company I answered it on the second ring hoping they would shed some light on my passenger " Hi Andrew, this is rideshare help, we wanted to tell you your passenger has 100 Demons, just 100 so don't be alarmed, she hasnt ripped any ones arms off in a few years, not like in the days where she had 300, no she is much calmer now, thank you for taking her, your almost there! Bye!" I answered my bluetooth and quickly hit the record on my microphone to get some kind of audio proof of this ride. "Hi is this Andrew?" Yes, speaking, I said in a please help me on this one in my rephrase. "Im calling on behalf of M.T.G of Georgia" (ohh shoot) as she gave me her sales pitch for 3 mintues reading her cue card about Nazis and all the other stuff people where named called for years, yada yada yada, my rider "Damian", was in full singing plus humming, arms flapping, laughing, crying, mumbling, her phone had that wierd never ending speaker phone call, with people sounding almost like her in a males voice periodically also children, but they seemed like they where in a room, maybe a Sanitorum? Was it her mates? waiting for her? Back to the phone call, when she finally stopped her read sales pitch, " This is not a good time, can you hear whats going on in my background? "Yes I can, can you donate 35$?" "I'm doing rideshare right now, and I have someone I need to keep one eye on." "Andrew can you donate 25$?" "Ive been driving rideshare for some time and you picked the worst time to call." "How about 15$" "I have to go, good bye." Talk about tone deaf. When we pulled up to what sounded like a catholic housing of some kind in Anderson, She got out laughing, smiling, arms felaying, twitching, she held her phone close to her eyes.... I debated giving her less than 5 stars, but just gave her 5. I had no idea what where or who that was. Despite the ultimate craziness of the ride, it still didn't rub me as bad as "you got 3 bills?", from gheto rich dad or "Im about to be abducted yo." "I'm about to have my arms ripped out of my sockets yo!"