Took a GrabShare ride home. Few seconds in the car, the ride got a match. We drove to fetch the next rider nearby, around 1km from my place. Destination is also in my house neighbourhood. So it seems like a good match. The AI didn’t fuck up this time. In fact it seldom fuck up, but when it did, they match me with someone going to other end of the country, or tell the driver to drop me on the expressway.
Reached the second rider place. No one showed up. Driver called. Driver got irritated. Phone call ended. Few minutes later. One man walked towards my side (front passenger side). He gestured to roll down my window and knocked my window when I didn’t respond.
Driver rolled down my window from his control panel.
“One moment. Sorry guys.”, he said while bobbing his head to signify politeness in his culture.
The guy stood up outside my door. And talked to his phone. I was not sure what’s happening. Isn’t it basic courtesy to be punctual when sharing rides? You’re already late and asked us to wait for you talking on the phone.
I rolled down my window. Myself this time. Not under control of driver.
I draw my bow and shot a piercing arrow to inflict a flesh wound. “SECOND RIDER! YOU HAVE FAILED THIS CITY!”.
Or at least that’s what happened in my mind. But instead I shout “Woy! Faster la! TALK INSIDE THE CAR LA!”
This big guy ran inside the car, not expecting someone half his size had the balls to command him, not knowing this small guy had 73 of his nonsense kind for breakfast for six ways from Sundays.
“Sorry sorry. My friend is coming down.”, bobbing intensified.
Apparently he was calling the other rider.So this guy booked a ride for two. He himself was late. But his partner was worse.
This is why we can’t have nice things.