Uber, not so Uber!
I am a fairly frequent Uber user when not on a bike. I would drive but my attempts to pass before Christmas have been delayed a little by a driving instructor who fell asleep while I was driving! But that’s a story for another day.
Anyway over the Christmas break I ended up at a house party in Chalfont St.Giles about 15 miles from where I live at 1am. Uber to the rescue or so I thought! I confirmed my Uber and all was good.
As we headed off he asked me firstly ‘Where are we going?’ and secondly ‘Where are we?’ I answered, slightly concerned as we headed down a small overgrown country lane, I know the area well enough to know that it was not the best way back. Suppose we will blame that one on google maps.
He then revealed that he needed to stop at petrol station seen as he was almost out of fuel. Normally this would not an issue but he was adamant that it had to be a BP garage. No clue why, it just had to be.
So to summarise so far, driver doesn’t know where he is or where he is going, I know he is not going the best way and we need fuel, but only from a BP garage.
That was when he stalled the car on the pitch black lane.
He re-started the car and we were off again. Heading to the A40 towards Denham. This was the point where things would get worse, would you believe.
As we drove down he spotted the desired petrol station across the road, slammed on the brakes and proceeded to reverse the car to use the prohibited turning across the A40, speeding across to the other side of the A40 and into the garage. Lucky no cars close by on either side of the A40. As we pulled into the garage we realised it was shut. Should have been obvious at 1:40am. Just as I thought it couldn’t get any stranger, we spotted another car across the A40 do exactly what we had just done. The only difference was that this one had blue lights on top. Not a good sign. It got worse when the policeman started shouting at my Uber driver. ‘You know how many lots of 3 points you just got’…’Get your licence out’… At this point the Uber driver had his hands together begging the police man… ‘Sorry, Sir, Sorry, Sir’…
I decided I didn’t really like where this was going. I got out, walked round the car and grimaced at the policeman ‘Look mate, it’s an Uber set up, you alright if I just …. Vanish’. I got a blunt response of something along the lines of ‘Yer, whatever. Doesn’t involve you.’
Off down the side of the A40 I headed and made my way over to the other side. Still 8 miles from home, so decided another Uber was the best port of call! I pulled up my App to find the nearest Uber was at the nearest BP garage! I went for the next nearest one instead