I am almost positive that this job truly personifies Murphy's Law. I tried to ride the Temecula Surge wave last night on some kind of crazed idea that it would follow the same patterns that it has every other weekend. Seeing as anytime I try to do anything calculated it ends up poorly, it was obviously doomed to start. I sat near the casino/old town, stayed offline watching all the fellow drivers all disappear, it hit a 1.5x pretty quickly. I hit go online, got a base fare hit, ignored it and went offline til I saw a few drivers go active and take the leftover base fares. Went active, got a 1.5x at Pechanga and drove over there. When I arrived was mobbed by 5 pax. Had to inform them I could only take 4, which they threw a hissy fit, I cancelled and started to drive off. The valet ran over and stopped me, informing me other pax wanted a ride home. I looked, saw it was 3.4x and informed a "nice group of four" to cancel on their driver and see if they could get me. Two minutes later I had my happy pax sitting in my car, driving a nice 10 miles home. Now, seeing as life never ends up being simple, I got most of the way to their house without any major mishaps. One of the pax was hiccup level drunk and his wife repeatedly asked how the vomit reimbursement system worked, so it made me a tad concerned that I may be in for a treat. As it happened, my treat came to me in form of a phishing cop. I turned on a offstreet from Winchester road near murrietta hot springs, only to suddenly see red and blue in my rear window. I pulled over, left the lights on but killed the engine, asked my pax to please not be too loud as the officer approached. As he walked up and saw my pax he seemed smug that he got a drunk driver, and until he looked at my dash (phone in gps mode mounted to dash, glowstache mounted and turned on, etc) he looked like he was ready to try to throw the book at me. He informed me I almost hit the cement median (I turned into the middle lane, 8ish feet between me and the median, nice try) when I made my turn and that concerned him. He asked for my lisence, didn't even bother to ask for reg/POI. He then asked me to safely deliver my pax and have a safe night. Chalk one up for the glowstache, saved me from having to do stupid sobriety tests... Haven't had a drink in months and would have been very annoying to have to do all of that.