I remember speaking to a Uber driver a few months ago who told me he was thinking of leaving the job after a bad experience.
Apparently he had picked up 3 young guys from the cricket all with their shirts tied around their waists and holding beer bottles.
They then proceeded to wind down all the windows, turn up the volume and shout out to people in nearby cars hanging their half naked body out.
Traffic was bumper to bumper so he had nowhere to stop .
They had kept calling him an "old ****" as he pretended to laugh with them.
He said he was petrified. He was an older man with a distinguished accent who had retired as a Law Clerk and was doing Uber just for something to do .
But the night I used his service from Waterloo to Surry hills he still looked petrified as he recounted the story telling me they had somehow pressed the "cancel " button during the trip without his knowledge.
They had boasted to each other and how lucky he was for being a Uber Driver and how they usually get a taxi to Maroubra and actually walk off from the Taxi without paying, leaving the driver sitting there shouting at them to return as they laughed it off.
I wonder how many go into Uber with no people type experience and think its going to be wonderful meeting all nice people only to get a shock like this guy did.
I know the Taxi industry has a high turnover too, but thats more because the driver pays up front to rent the Cab with many not making much after their "pay in" (cab rental)
But with Uber is high turnover due to financial or more because of people eg drunks , louts, .
Is it too stressful for some? I wonder how many go in with certain expectations or beliefs then find its not like that ?
I remember some years ago a lady in my street had signed up to deliver the local newspaper to your letterbox.
I remember her telling my Mother how wonderful that job would be for her every Wednesday delivering about 1000 newspapers into letterboxes around the suburban neighourbood.
"I will get exercise and get paid for it " she said , and "walk in the bright sun and talk to all the elderly people working in their gardens " she said excitedly .
A few weeks later when she came over to our house she was in a opposite mood. "
" Oh it was terrible !! she said , " it was pouring with rain and as i put the newspaper in the letterbox a small dog jumped out and nipped me on the leg """ !!!!
"It was nothing like i thought it would be !!!
Apparently he had picked up 3 young guys from the cricket all with their shirts tied around their waists and holding beer bottles.
They then proceeded to wind down all the windows, turn up the volume and shout out to people in nearby cars hanging their half naked body out.
Traffic was bumper to bumper so he had nowhere to stop .
They had kept calling him an "old ****" as he pretended to laugh with them.
He said he was petrified. He was an older man with a distinguished accent who had retired as a Law Clerk and was doing Uber just for something to do .
But the night I used his service from Waterloo to Surry hills he still looked petrified as he recounted the story telling me they had somehow pressed the "cancel " button during the trip without his knowledge.
They had boasted to each other and how lucky he was for being a Uber Driver and how they usually get a taxi to Maroubra and actually walk off from the Taxi without paying, leaving the driver sitting there shouting at them to return as they laughed it off.
I wonder how many go into Uber with no people type experience and think its going to be wonderful meeting all nice people only to get a shock like this guy did.
I know the Taxi industry has a high turnover too, but thats more because the driver pays up front to rent the Cab with many not making much after their "pay in" (cab rental)
But with Uber is high turnover due to financial or more because of people eg drunks , louts, .
Is it too stressful for some? I wonder how many go in with certain expectations or beliefs then find its not like that ?
I remember some years ago a lady in my street had signed up to deliver the local newspaper to your letterbox.
I remember her telling my Mother how wonderful that job would be for her every Wednesday delivering about 1000 newspapers into letterboxes around the suburban neighourbood.
"I will get exercise and get paid for it " she said , and "walk in the bright sun and talk to all the elderly people working in their gardens " she said excitedly .
A few weeks later when she came over to our house she was in a opposite mood. "
" Oh it was terrible !! she said , " it was pouring with rain and as i put the newspaper in the letterbox a small dog jumped out and nipped me on the leg """ !!!!
"It was nothing like i thought it would be !!!