It seems that these days, you really can’t do anything without a cellphone. There’s an app for anything, so none of us have to do much of anything of worth but stare at videos of people doing stupid things online for the clicks and the likes.
Now, you don’t even have to call or hail a cab. No, even that is all at the touch of a button. Everything is automated, and not a bit safer. Believe me, you won’t catch me stuck on the things, tapping away on my phone. I don’t even have a cell phone—I don’t want people calling me while I’m out on business.
The Neighbor’s Incident
Of course, it’s none of my business what other people do, just like it’s none of their business what I do. As long as they keep out of my way, I keep out of their way.
Still, that didn’t keep me from getting stuck dealing with the aftermath of a neighbor who took a Ride or Lift or whatever it is they’re called.
Just the other day, I was enjoying the peace and quiet coming from the only next-door neighbor I have—the joys of living at the end of the street can’t be understated. I’d assumed that they had taken a vacation or, if I was lucky, had moved. The next thing I know, though, they’re hammering and sawing right outside my window.
I stormed over to catch a few of their friends building some kind of ramp. It turned out that one of them had been in a car accident during a rideshare. She’d broken a leg and hip, so she wasn’t going to do any walking any time soon.
I didn’t say it, but honestly, what did they expect? It seems like no one these days knows anything about driving. People who do it for a living seem to know even less than they do. So now, she’s stuck getting pushed around in a wheelchair because she thought they were going to be a more trustworthy driver.
She’s apparently getting compensation for auto injuries she suffered in the wreck, but believe me, she’s deterred me from even considering it. Thanks, but no thanks—I trust my own driving, and mine alone.
Do I want to see her hurt? Of course not, but at least there’s a little peace and quiet now. The not-so-happy couple have been staying indoors now, at least until the ramp is finished. Maybe now they’ll listen when I say that you simply can’t trust these drivers, no matter how cheap a ride they are.