I hope you sold it on the street corner for a few hundy, if so you’re my Uber driver hero. If you returned it you’ll still be rewarded from above!This is a good little Parable. Shout out to the Vic Mackey references. The shield is a vastly underrated drama. It gives Braking bad a run for it's money in my opinion.
We all have our limits. A person must decide for themselves what's right, and what's wrong since no two people view the world from the same perspective.
At the end of the day time is money. I believe there is a lesson in everything, including Uber/Lyft. I've done this for two years now part time, and I see everything in terms of how long it will take me to reach a financial goal . Ride share is time + efficiency equation. The divers that figure that out are the ones that make this thing work for them. Will I lie cheat, or steal, to make a few bucks? No. Will I go out of my way to return your item? Absolutely not. My time is valuable and I need to be compensated for it otherwise you are what society calls a free rider. Your emergency does not constitute me dropping what I am doing and tending to you.
In the spirit of sharing I'll tell you a little story....
Early into my journey with rideshare I get a ping during a downtown surge on Lyft. I work my way through traffic to get to the pickup point. I wait for a few minutes for my passenger. Two guys and girls get in, and they're absolutely trashed . They're drunk, obnoxious, and eating pizza. I tell them I don't allow food in my car, and they proceed to berate me, curse me out, and tell me how much of a scum bag I am. I tell them to exit the car, and the one girl pretty much calls me a lowly Lyft driver that is too stupid to do anything else. They decide that I am going to take them to wherever it is they want. While they are sitting here cursing me out, I get a phone call. Guess what? It's from my actual passenger.
This foursome has gotten in the wrong car with their food. After some more arguing back and forth this group finally leaves my car slamming my doors behind them and telling me what an idiot I am.
It's late in the night and the actual passenger is not at this destination, so I just decide to cancel and call it a night. I was pretty pissed about the interaction with the foursome, but I managed to stay calm.
Half way to my house, I hear a phone ring. I look down on the floor, and low and behold someone has left their brand new iphone on the back seat of my car. One of the girls who had been cursing and disrespecting me left her phone in the gold sparkly case in the back of the car. Talk about a moral decision. A brand new Iphone that prob cost about 600 + (they has just released these new versions of the iphone that week) left by the person who just called me every name under the sun. The phone rings a second time and I grab it and promptly turn it off so they cannot track my location and show up before or, if I decide I want to deal with them again.
Because the passenger was not my actual passenger they have no record or way to connect with me and I know this. I get home, take the phone in with me, and sleep on it. I have a decision in front of me in the morning.
Am I Samoir?