For the Love of Uber (& its drivers)

I prefer to take the road less travelled. It speaks to my heart and my gut feel about many of the basic right vs. wrong and life vs. death things in my life. I look around and wish to learn from the mistakes of others even if maybe that's a little naïve to expect to do so at a young age. I'm also reminded of a shirt that I've seen more than once which carries the tagline "I took the road less travelled, now where the heck am I?"
Uber drivers (of whom I've bumped into my fair share these past couple days,) tend to be raw humans who open up if you make it clear you enjoy their company and laugh at their jokes. Many of them are immigrants with fascinating stories. Why they came, what it was like at home, where the rest of their family is now. They talk about travel, food, politics, economics, and even religion. Being in the back of an Uber car can sometimes be the happiest place in the world for me. I don't think about work. I don't worry about a thing. I just have a conversation with a human being who virtually always has an amazing story or point of view to share.
Just in the past 48 hours, I've had Uber drivers from Russia, Palestine, Morocco, Baghdad Iraq, Kyrgyzstan, Uzbekistan, Northern India, China, Serbia, and a couple drivers from cities around San Francisco too. The conversations have been amazing, from talking about the history between Shiite and Sunni Muslims in the Middle East and Israel being granted sovereign status as a nation, to making money in the stock market and the best borshch in Russia there have been some really cool and very interesting conversations. There was even some Donald Trump talk just to keep things a little controversial. 😂
Uber, keep doing your thing. I like your service, I enjoy your cars, and I love your employees.