The other night I was waiting for my Uber when I suspected he must be sitting in the car idling about 20 yards away; the car was far enough away that I couldn’t read the license plate to tell for sure if it was him, so I put on my glasses see all the way from where I was standing with my bags.
The prescription glasses I need to see things from far away being sunglasses meant that once I’d confirmed it was him & approached his car, the driver was scrambling out of his seat in a hurry to help me with my bags, WAY more than any driver has ever been with me, even the helpful ones, and of course it then dawned on me...
...this motherfucker thinks I’m blind.
I calculated whether or not I’d be able to pull off pretending to be blind for the entire ride, 30 minutes, and quickly dismissed the notion as potentially mean-spirited towards the driver (I also wondered what would happen if he said “hey, my mother’s blind”, at which point I’d be trapped/fucked) so I decided to invest all that energy into typing up this tasty little nugget of a story for you people.
He got five stars.
THE END.
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