I'm an Uber driver in the Atlanta area.

Atlanta is a great place to be an Uber driver in a city of 400,000.

There'll always be someone who needs to ride somewhere.

I spent six hours a day in college courses, another eight sleeping, and most of the time

in between, shuttling people to and from around the Atlanta area.

I've been doing this for about three years now, and in that time, I've seen it all.

I've had drunken, frat boys that threaten to kick my ass when I wouldn't give them

a ride.

I've had annoying nagging passengers whose constant wants make you want to pull your hair

out, the occasional cheating spouse who's hoping not to get caught, and local celebrities

on their way to an event to name a few.

I've had my share of funny moments, Lady whose husband and her potential lover met her

in the motel sidewalk, and yelled at her and some some scarier times too.

The Lady with the neck wound, who tipped me even though I had to call her an ambulance.

But this story…

This story definitely falls under the weird category.

I guess we can upgrade it to the scary category.

I'm all told.

Any night where I almost lose my life can definitely be called scary.

My girlfriend and I live in a duplex near campus.

I've lived there for the past four years, and she's lived with me for the past six months.

The area is a hotbed for Uber drivers.

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