10 Experiences We've All Had With Uber

10 Experiences We've All Had With Uber

You know you've been through it...

1. The Squeeze

So, two is a couple and three is a crowd. Odds are you’re single (maybe I’m projecting), so you’re at least in a group of three trying to go somewhere. Trying to squeeze 3 of you into the 2 person pool is AMBITIOUS, but trust, it can be done. You just have to hope the Uber is chill.

2. Time Is Money

Sacrificing an hour of your time to spend $3 on a pool instead of $5 on an UberX.

Shoutout to the fellow cheaps.

3. The Wait

So you’re the DUC (Designated Uber Caller), and your friend is LATE. Those couple of minutes waiting for your friend that said they’d be there in 2 seconds while the Uber grills you about why your friend isn’t there yet is what we call...loyalty.

4. The Artist

The uber that shows you their music. It’s good when it’s actually good.

This was my uber once.

5. The Swerve

Everything is FINE. The uber is swerving, and showcasing other signs of not being the best driver, and so you sit there..you sit there and think “Did I live my whole life just to die with a stranger in a Honda Civic?”

6. Problems

The new uber driver who only joined so they could complain about their problems to riders. Check this tweet for one I encountered:

7. The Wise One

The uber driver that fundamentally changes your life due to their completely unbiased opinion in regard to you having spilled your entire soul to them.

Thank you, Constantine. May we all find our Constantine.

8. Upchucked

Throwing up in the uber. You or your friend has… don't lie. It can't just be me...

9. The Wrong Car

Getting in a strangers car with complete confidence only to find out they don’t even drive for uber. AWKWARD.

10. The GPS

We’ve all been going to a new place in an Uber, and we’ve all been asked: “is this it?”.

Those are horrifying words..because, it is more than probable that I don’t have any idea if “that’s it.”

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11 Thoughts Every UConn Husky Has When It Rains On Tuesdays

It's really quite odd how it happens honestly.


There's a running theory around the University of Connecticut that it always rains on Tuesdays.

I didn't believe it either until I got here and it in fact, always rains on Tuesdays. Maybe not full blown like recently (thanks mother nature), but it does. And when it does... we all suffer. We're all on the same page with how miserable it is so let me just share with you what goes on in the head of a waterlogged husky.

1. I should use my umbrella


It'll keep be nice and dry.

2. Nope. Forget the umbrella. 


I didn't want to use it anyway...

3. I should have taken the bus. 


At least that would mean I wouldn't have to walk.

4. Wait. Where is the bus? 


Never where it's supposed to be. Thanks UConn transit services. Did you know we all hate the new bus routes? Well now you do.

5. Is my laptop getting wet?


My backpack isn't waterproof... what's happening in there??? Should I run???

6. Should I sue the school if my laptop gets water damage? 


Surely it's their fault right?

7. This rain jacket is doing nothing. 


I guess it's still good I have one though.

8. Do I bother wearing my hood? 


Doesn't matter. Your hair is already wet.

9. Do I bother showering later? 


Might as well have brought my body wash and shampoo with me.



Good because it's R A I N I N G.

11. Rain boots are a gift from god. 


Splash in those puddles like Peppa Pig. It's the only joy you'll get that day.

The only thing that benefits from the rain is the grass. Good for you grass because the rest of us HATE it.

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How I Escaped My Hoarding Tendencies

I was once a hoarder.


Up until my third year of college, I kept everything. I had notes, homework, and tests from all of my classes starting in kindergarten, all the way until my college years. My walls were filled with photos, art, birthday and thank-you cards, plane and movie tickets, receipts, and even interesting shopping bags I'd collected over the years. Drawers were stuffed with random pieces of toys with which I felt strong emotional connections. I still kept clothes from elementary school that I certainly could not wear anymore, but for some reason felt that I needed to keep.

Despite being a hoarder, I was still quite organized. My room, usually messy, was relatively well-organized. However, during college, something for me changed. I was suddenly annoyed with all of the things I had kept over the years, and wanted a clean slate. I tore everything down from my walls, pulled out all the clothes in my closet, and decided to start over.

This whole adventure of me decluttering my room took three full days, dozens of trash bags full of items to donate, and so much excess emotional garbage. When I was finally finished, I felt so much emotional relief. While I really enjoyed sifting through every piece of paper that I had written, every exam I had taken, every toy and card that had been gifted to me, and all the clothes that no longer fit me, I was happy to finally be finished. My head hurt from the nostalgia, but I slept incredibly well that night.

Since then, I've learned how to live on a minimal amount of stuff. My room is usually tidy and I've found cleaning and organizing to be addicting and cathartic. I now keep only things with which I have strong emotional connections, like the bracelet my now-deceased grandmother gave me and the farewell letters written by my friends before I moved away for graduate school.

With fewer concrete memorabilia stowed away, I can cherish the memories that mean the most to me and focus on identifying the memories happening in the present that I want to remember forever.

Tidying up also helped me achieve a lot of my career goals in life. I don't think this success would have been possible if I had been disorganized and distracted by the past that cluttered my room.

With all of that said, I still have a long ways to go in terms of tidying my life. My work life is definitely not as organized as my home life. My desk and computer files are not organized in the best way, but I hope to implement my personal life philosophy into my work life in the future. My social and familial life are also quite disorganized. After moving to a new city, I found the initial socializing to be overwhelming and struggled to prioritize the people I wanted to spend time with. However, I am slowly working to improve this balance of my social and familial life.

While I am still on this journey, I wanted to share the impact that decluttering has had on my so far and hope that this would inspire you to identify things you can declutter in your own life.

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