I had this older gentleman request Uber Select in Summerlin from this house that I thought was a hotel it was so massive. I'm taking him to a high-end steakhouse near LVBLVD, and this gentleman is complaining about his grand kids most of the ride, the people who influence them. How terrible our culture has gotten, and how much he misses the 1950s, when people kept their vices to themselves, and "did their debauchery behind closed doors" or something like that. He has a specific route he wants me to take to get to the steakhouse, and we stop for him to buy some liquor for his dinner, and then we stop at a dispensary. The man then pulls out a glass, pours himself a glass of liquor in my backseat and lights up a joint! I don't know if they sell joints ready to go or if he rolled it in my SUV. I vented the moon-roof, and slowed down to the speed limit to not get pulled over. At the end of the ride he tells me I'm not a good conversationalist, and I'm quite certain he is the one who gave me the 1-star review that night. To add insult to injury, I got pulled over for speeding up I-15 when I dropped all my windows to vent out my SUV after that ride. Luckily the cop was sympathetic to my story and gave me a warning instead of a ticket. But damn! How would you all handle an open container/MJ light-up in your vehicle?