Pandemic Prize Player Appreciation

Hey all. So my second day of my ride share adventures ha been very interesting. So since I’ve been given clearance to step out into to world again, I’ve been doing Uber and UberEats until The Journey of An Unraveled Road gets officially published, but in the last 24 hours I’ve gotten some major insight in the mindset of people today. So looking for supplies like essentials such as disinfectant wipes and spray, was the first issue I had that if it wasn’t for the amazing staff at Walmart, I literally would of caught a case.

So I have to give a shout out to these hard working people who are in the front line of every essential business. I want to throw out all the good vibes of the universe. With that said, I also want to call those selfish, inconsiderate asshole hoarders eating your all the supply. It’s because of your selfish asses that stores like Walmart, Home Depot, Target, and Office Depot show in stock one minute and then out of stock once we arrive at the store. So pre-pandemic I always with every Uber ride or UberEats delivery, I made it my soul responsibility to sanitize the vehicle with every ride. That is a luxury at this time right now because of these asshole hoarders. So since 2pm yesterday, when I got my rental, I began my search for sanitation wipes and spray. I kid you not, I did end up finding these supplies, but all in one ladies basket. I politely asked hey since there is a limit, do you mind if I take one of the 3 pack of wipes from you. Her response “I have kids”. My rebuttal was well I am an Uber driver and have an autoimmune disorder who takes care of 3 elderly people, so not to say my issue is more pressing, but one 3 pack from the 9 packs that you plan to take wouldn’t hurt.” She responded “I need more since I work in a hospital” and at that moment I went off. I told her since she carried a card clutch with no keys said you obviously don’t have a car, so I hope that you and your kids get the Uber driver who had a infected person and all catch it cause if your kids are gonna be shitty human beings line you, good riddance. Then this cunty bitch tried to say I threatened her. I made it clear, I’m not a woman of threats I’m a woman of action, you’de be lying flat on the floor with a broken nose but you’re not that important that I would waste my energy on you. Karma will end up doing the work for me and just walked off. She ended up handing over the wipes, but an elderly man was in need of them so I let him have them instead. Today at 730 am I was able to get one thing that seemed more appropriate for my needs, a 24 hour disinfectant called Microban. Thanks to Target, I was able to order this on the website for a 5.99 delivery fee, but it’s worth it to assure the safety of my passengers and their goods.

San Antonio had a post apocalypse feel and out of the 7 deliveries I had today not one tip. All I got today was pinché complaining about why dos it take so long and why is it cold. I have a habit of notifying people of the delays that come and in one message I said I’m disinfecting my car before I pick up your order and I got a well can you hurry up. On top of that, my rental got a ugly scratch when I returned back from dropping an order off, which brings my next point, show more appreciation by tipping your drivers. 1.00 dollar makes the difference in the world and to be nit picky about petty shit makes and give us a bad review is so pointless these days. Many of us clean and disinfect, searching for supplies for your entitled ass to complain about missing a turn…go fuck yourself, because the point is the service is offered to you not only putting our lives on the line and in some scary situations like last night, having a car with someone showing signs that they are sick is one of the most unsettling things a driver can endure. And most of these people didn’t wear masks. So with that said, verbally thank your cashiers and essential workers, tip hyphen even a 1.00, because in the end, it’s these people, people like me who are in the front lines dealing with these pricks of the world. And because we care about you, we put up with your ass not only to provide good on the table, but to do our part to make the world go round and hopefully come back to a normal existence. So say thank you in their face and not on social media, who knows you’ll probably make their day a lot more brighter.

Published by Frieda Lopez at Frieda the Writer

Frieda López is the writer for Journey of an Unraveled Road who was born and raised in San Antonio, TX. Through her professional career in Customer Relations and Retail Management, she has utilized her experience and interactions with the behavioral patterns, which was used to start her personal journey with Journey of A Unraveled Road as her debut novel. She has completed philosophy, psychology, and theology courses at San Antonio College as well as creative writing courses. Frieda López has been a lifelong writer since 2nd grade. A survivor of childhood trauma, childhood abuse, and domestic violence, she wrote this piece, which started this book as her personal journey; works from home in San Antonio, TX.

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