For me, this usually means having writing assignments, websites to build: any sort of work that I can perform using my computer.
Why? Because the more I earn online, the less I have to get out there and risk my car on the road. Rideshare driving also puts my health at risk, because I can get sick from the passengers, and have done.
In January of 2016, I caught the flu from a passenger. Since then, I’ve begun to carry face masks. If the passenger won’t put wear one when they’re coughing and sneezing, I will put one on my own face for protection. At that point, I also cancel additional passengers if the sick person has been rude enough to request a shared ride!
But I digress. My point here is that when I have a good workload that will allow me to pay my bills, I am excited to get to it in the morning. In fact, since I am usually up a few times during the night, I will sometimes even check to see if there are any tasks available at OneSpace, or jump into some website work. I don’t drive at night: once the sun goes down the risk level multiplies exponentially.
Driving is not so bad
I did enjoy driving at night when I did do it, primarily in the wee hours when the cars on the road are few and far between. THAT is when the “Fast and Furious” cars come out, speeding by with their neon light kits. You knew the inspiration had to come from somewhere, right? I have seen them with my own eyes, and they’re a thrilling sight to behold.
Dear reader, I don’t want you to get the wrong impression about rideshare driving. I do enjoy certain aspects of it. I appreciate the opportunity to visit places I’ve never been, gazing at the clouds while waiting for a light to change, small pleasures. And sometimes the conversation is fantastic!
Yesterday, I had a long ride from the area near the Fort Lauderdale International airport to Coral Gables, south of the Miami International airport. On the way, the driver and I discussed multiple topics, and I felt like I would have enjoyed having him and his wife in my circle of friends. Likewise, on a ride later in the day, I had a gentleman who had just returned from South America and he too turned out to be a delightfully talkative person. These are the sort of people who make me really enjoy driving strangers around.
Of course, there will always be the silent, sullen passengers who sometimes lead you to wonder if they’re still alive back there… and those who yack on their phone the whole way too. I imagine more than a few of them are nervous, as the fear of strangers has been drilled into most people from an early age.
Finally, there is the rare and special occasion that presents itself, wherein I can actually help other people in some way. Even if it’s just a dollar I give to the guy with his cardboard sign, spanging to get enough money so he can sleep in a bed instead of an alley. If I’m sitting at home on my computer, he’s going to have one less dollar – which could make all the difference.
Are you doing what you love to do? Tell me about it in the comments below!