I got a request for ride, it was 11 minutes away, but my day had not been especially busy. I accepted.
The rider calls and asks how far away I am. I reply almost 5 miles. “Ok, I’ll wait for you then.” Um… ok. I hope so, because you asked for the ride, yes? I’m dispatched because I am the closest to you, you wait for me, or you wait longer.
Upon arrival to the man’s pick up location, a man approaches me. I am not 100% certain if he is my passenger, but I open my window a few inches to speak to him. And I make the mistake of asking “Are you Sam?” I should have a. used the wrong name or b. propose the question to make him state his name.
Passenger: “Yeah, that’s me. Do you wanna come up?”
Me: “Uh… no. I thought you needed a ride.”
Passenger: “Well I didn’t call for a ride though, I need a massage.”
Me: “Oh I thought this was apartment; I didn’t realize it was a salon.”
Passenger: “Oh no, this is my place. You could come in.”
Me: “No, I don’t do that. I’m an Uber driver, not a masseuse.”
Passenger: “Well where to then?”
Me: “Um… No where. (check the door locks) I don’t know what you’re up to, but you’re scaring me and I’m leaving.”
Window up… get the hell out of dodge.
Report dangerous situation and fraudulent rider immediately. I still have not heard anything in regard to my report. Usually Uber is back to me right away. But no… nothing.
This is maybe the scariest passenger moment I have had. Watch your asses… especially the ladies.