I love surprises !
Ever since I could remember, I NEVER wanted to know the when, where, how or even the WHY; once I got past being a toddler I'm sure. Except for the time i asked my mother HOW I would know when I was in love. She told me, "You'll know Fylicia."You will just know." "But HOW?" I asked. She repeated the same. From that day forward, I prepared myself to be accepting of the unknown. Maybe that is why I became an actor. With acting, you never know when or IF you will ever get hired as a paid actor; nor how much those commercial residuals will be or how long they will last. But, I loved that adrenaline rush. My mother, on the other hand, hated surprises. She not only didn't like them for herself; but she often attempted to spoil these surprises for her children. Christmas eve, she just couldn't hold it in any longer. She would tell my sister and I most of what was under the tree. Now, there is no fun in that!! LOL
Uber or LYFT?
As a full grown adult woman, I still LOVE surprises. I have no idea where I will be living, what part of town, how much money I will be making, what city, state and country I will be traveling to..to Run...PRAY and affirm Health and Happiness for and with; however, I know that it will be fabulous. Now that I am in Florida, my need to call upon a ride share driver, has become increasingly greater. However, I never know until I do eenie...meenie...miini-moe; as to if I will log into the Uber or the Lyft app. I like both services; however, I tend to gravitate towards Lyft, when I am not in a hurry; as there seems to be more Uber drivers in Orlando, than Lyft according to the streets. You know, the streets are talking. So, because I was leaving from a place and traveling home; I was in no hurry. I used my app to call upon Lyft. I also like the fact that I can leave a tip on the Lyft app; as I rarely carry cash. The app said that my driver (Name changed to protect the innocent) was Robert. A small circle with Robert's photo appeared and the make, model and color of his vehicle appeared. Within 4-5 minutes, the car pulled around and I hopped into the backseat behind the passenger seat as I always do. As per my usual way of being, I began striking up a conversation with Robert, until I realized that Robert was really Roberta...I think. All I know is Robert had on a dress, lipstick, their long hair pulled back into a pony tail and he/she wore glasses. I refer to Robert as he/she, because asking him seemed far less important, than helping guide him to my where I lived. For all I know, Robert could be an actor, who is on his way to or coming from an audition. Maybe he/she works at Disney. What threw me, was his photo. A photo of a man appeared in my app photo box. I am assuming that he is either transgendered or going through the process. I'm not sure which; however, it didn't matter. I was headed home and had a ride with a person that I felt comfortable with.
WHO am I to judge?
That's right! WHO am I to judge. If I don't want people to judge me for all sorts of reasons they could judge me for; then why would I judge this person. While sitting in the backseat of Robert's red prius, I suddenly became proud of myself. I didn't feel the need to text anyone about this experience, or God-forbid take a photo. I simply saw this man or woman, as a human being with the right to chose. I don't know if Robert was a male or female, nor do I care. The only issue I have is one that comes from the space of safety. While I love the concept of ride sharing; as I've blogged about this many times. As of late, there have been several accountings of violence happening to both passengers and drivers; therefore, I am extremely mindful and cautious. If a man is picking me up, I would like for him to look like the person in the photo or atlas similar. The same goes for a woman. Now, do I feel the need to alert Lyft to this conundrum? That is still out for deliberation. In the meantime, I am proud of myself; as I recognize my own growth.
Robert dropped me off, bid me farewell and sped off. I am still a fan of ride sharing and am grateful for the invention of Lyft and Uber.
I would love to hear your Uber, Lyft and if there is a ride-share app or program in your city or community. Send me your story and It might get featured on my runpryaheal blog page.
Bidding you love, light, tolerance and understanding
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