Dear Uber Driver,
I know you probably don't remember me, but I remember you. I know you have driven around plenty of other women, and I have had many different Uber drivers in the past. But you were special.
It had been a long night. I had sweat off half of my makeup and my party pony had lost most of it's 'party'. I knew it was time to go home. When I needed you the most, you were there for me. You pulled up right in front of the bar so I wouldn't have to walk far. You knew that my feet hurt. You didn't even care that I had already taken off my heels. You just wanted me to be comfortable.
You let me blast the air conditioning when I was feeling warm. I knew you were cold, I could tell by the way you shifted the air vents. But you didn't even care. You let me change the temperature to 60 degrees and turn your car into a refrigerator.
You handed me the aux cord. As I took it from your hand and plugged it into my phone I knew this would be a ride I would never forget. You didn't force me to listen to country music or make me listen to your friend's mixtape. You let me listen to Broccoli by D.R.A.M (feat. Lil Yachty) and embarrass myself with my tequila infused dance moves. You didn't even talk to me about your childhood or your recent divorce. And when the song was over, you let me play it again.
You had water bottles in a cooler in the back seat. You cared about my hydration. You knew it was humid that night and you were prepared. How did you know Aquafina was my favorite? It's almost as if you were destined to pick me up that night.
You fed me when you knew I was hungry. It was 3 a.m. All I wanted was a spicy chicken sandwich from Chickfila, but you knew they were closed. You had a basket full of granola bars, pretzels and potato chips waiting for me. You saved me from having to cook a frozen pizza in my underwear when I got home that night, and I could not be more appreciative.
Sometimes I go back to that bar where we first met in hopes that I will find you. But at the end of the night, I am always greeted by an unfamiliar face. I have had to face the harsh reality that we will never meet again. I have accepted it and moved on. But just know one thing. I have never met another Uber driver who made me feel as special as you did that night. It is hard for me to know that you will be out with some other girl tonight, handing her a cold Aquafina and a bag of Doritos. Maybe some people are just meant to be in your life for one night.
Until we meet again...
xoxo, Brooke.
