Sleep Beat Cycling This Morning

Boo! Hiss!

I just couldn’t convince myself to get out of bed.

Boo! Hiss!

I even convinced myself that it was because I have too much work to do today (which I do).

Boo! Hiss!

I will be paying my penance tomorrow by riding before my 9:30am activity gets underway, and then putting in a long ride on Sunday.

With More Ubers Like This I Shan’t Be Ubering
Believe it or not, that’s English.

With heavy traffic and a shitty parking situation down by Corner Tavern Edgewood I decided that I would drive to ITP-Reader Stacy’s house near Piedmont Park and Uber to trivia. I also made the assumption that she and Aron had not driven there either and that the three of us could Uber, er, Lyft, back to her place post-trivia. To me the two services are equivalent, I happened to lean toward Uber and Stacy Lyft.

Neither service showed its best face last night, but overall the Lyft experience was much better.

The Uber drive assigned to me had trouble finding the corner on which I stood waiting. She called me twice for clarification, one time telling me the GPS on her Uber-supplied phone had quit. I was also a little nervous because as I waited I saw that her rating was 3.3 out of 5 stars.

I quickly understood the rating when she arrived and saw her car. From the outside the car looked a bit worn, but the interior was a fucking mess, dirty, with empty bags and shit all about. Reticent I got in anyway.

The driver seemed friendly enough, though the music coming from her radio was a little less so. I’d type in the words which spewed from her radio, but today’s post wouldn’t get passed my content blockers if I did. And this knowing that in the last paragraph I typed in “fucking” and “shit”. 😉 I am not easily offended by words, so I didn’t say anything about the music.

With no GPS and not knowing where Corner Tavern Edgewood is I opted to give the driver verbal directions. This went well except for the time that she spent talking on her phone and I had to interrupt her conversation to tell her where to turn.

I couldn’t help but hear her say that she’d never drive on the highways when it rains because “Georgia drivers” don’t know how to drive. Okay, with this I agree. After she got off the phone I asked her where she came from and she mentioned that she was born and raised in Atlanta. Color me confused.

We finally made it to Corner Tavern and I thanked her and got out, giving her no tip. My customer rating may be hurt by not tipping her, but with many more Uber rides like this I won’t be a customer for long.

The Lyft ride to Stacy’s had a much better driver, and a much cleaner car. Unfortunately for the drive he had one tire that had started to experience low air pressure. For the entire ride I felt the back end of the car sway.

And to think, these are the better options to getting a taxicab in this town.

Drei Uber Alles
It’s a pleasingly rare to have trivia teammates as knowledgable as Stacy and Aron. No matter how many times I (successfully) try to ruin our perfect scores with misleading hockey answers they manage to overcome this and provide enough correct answers for us to win.

And win we did.

With my portion of the previous $30 bar cash that we shared I ate a BLT with tater tots and had two Creature Comforts Tropicálias.

Tomorrow, I Refuse To Work Tomorrow
I have a deadline tomorrow that may keep me from skipping Happy Hour and working late tonight. I refuse to work tomorrow. Why? Keep reading.

In addition to the aforementioned penance bike ride I will be attending my first Breakfast at Colony Square. That’s right, I will be going to watch soccer, German soccer.

Later tomorrow I will be back in East Atlanta for the annual East Atlanta Criterium. bike races. Who knows, I might even have a camera in tow.

Have a great weekend friends!

Paulie [eat/ga]

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9 Responses to Sleep Beat Cycling This Morning

  1. Barb says:

    I really need to ride my bike again someday. you make me feel guilty.
    But – we are tubing the Cartecay tomorrow, starting from JoAnna’s new mountain house. (they close today)

    Tonight – we are considering grilling some of the Iowa bacon cheddar brats……. while we find the tubes, etc. to tke to Ellijay.

  2. Steve says:

    I’ll be riding my bike shortly as long as the weather holds out. I’d love to come down to the east Atlanta criterium but the games kick off party is tomorrow evening so I shan’t make It.

    Last night I disassembled the mower behind the tractor to determine why it was no longer operating. Somehow a tensioning spring had come loose. A relatively easy fix just a pain to get to.

    If you have plans for a Sunday ride keep me in mind. Have a great weekend.


  3. You shouldn’t feel guilty Barb, it takes me a month to ride what you and Allan did in one week in Iowa.

    Will do Steve.

  4. Barb says:

    get this – Breaststoke’s new (to her) house – she just found out that sewage is dumping directly into the creek down the hill. Now she needs to get it fixed. Looks like we may head over there to help her out after work – something about a 200lb pipe…….

  5. Steve says:

    Awwww $hit!

  6. Stacy says:

    Well, the other thing about the Lyft too? Because he had the low tire, he didn’t charge for the ride. That’s why I borrowed some cash from you just to at least tip him, because that was a pretty stellar thing to do.

    Hahaha! As long as it’s not hockey questions, you’re an excellent addition to our team. *grin* I’m not quite sold on this new DJ so far. By the end of the game he started loosening up a bit; maybe he’ll get into a groove. I still can’t believe I’ve been going all this time and never realized it started at 8:30.

  7. Wait, so you didn’t get charged? You were the biggest winner of the night then! 🙂

  8. Stacy says:

    Yep! He told me right off to cancel my ride, he didn’t want to charge us for riding on a low tire. 🙂 (otherwise I wouldn’t have had to borrow cash to throw him a tip anyway!)

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