Good to be back after sweltering SoCal stay
When you go from the Bay Area to Southern California, you feel the differences in your skin
Pandemic leads to more automation, loss of human interaction
I’m about to become homeless.
Even though I have a counterfeit testing pen in my bag, it just isn’t worth starting trouble
It’s hard to believe I haven’t driven a cab in three months
Just when you think it’s safe to go outside again, you wake up with a tickle in the back of your throat, or a stuffy nose
I’m officially a deadbeat. Now that I haven’t paid rent in two months.
Standing in line outside Trader Joe’s with 50 other people, I begin to question my resolve.
It goes without saying that the past few weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions: fear, isolation and the uncertainty of when/if things will ever be normal again
It’s the end of the taxi industry as we’ve known it and, honestly, I don’t know what to feel anymore.
I Drive SF: Two strangers in the backseat
“Getting a cab is just so…” her voice trails off.
As much as I try to resist the urge, playing the airport is addictive.
She gives me an address on Turk Street. I ask her to repeat. There are no hotels or apartment buildings
I sensed right away that he was on the skids.
I Drive SF: Practicing the lost art of getting around
When I don’t have the cab, getting home to Oakland at night can be a long, arduous journey.
The Dreamforce convention ended on Friday and most of the drivers are hoping some of the 170,000 attendees haven’t left already
Thanks to AB 5, this column will no longer be weekly.