The Uber Confessionals

After learning that I work with computers, my driver shifts his line of questioning towards how someone might get something pulled from the…

What started off as a pet project has gained over a thousand followers over the past few months. I’m guessing The Uber Confessionals’ rise…

My driver stares intently at me as I get in, greeting me with a smile. Her long, ginger-brown hair is tied into a high ponytail. Black…

I’m greeted by a stocky Latino driver wearing a high-collared quarter-zip sweatshirt and a driver’s cap. He proceeds to point out all of…

It was Valentine’s Day, or Night, since his car arrived around 9pm. I was headed to the Hop Louie in Chinatown to meet a friend for some…

I’m standing beside my dad in front of the international terminal at LAX. We’ve just wished a friend farewell and are heading to Griffith…

I need a ride to the New Beverly Cinema for a date but make the rookie mistake of waiting too long to call an Uber. The fare has risen to…

I’m in a neighborhood on the border of North Hollywood and Glendale. Behind me is a cactus two stories tall. I can’t recall the car, but…

I’m standing in front of Culver City’s city hall when a white compact swings in front of me. I get in, greeted by a heavy-set, black woman…

The context and conversation weren’t memorable. The 100+ “Black Ice” scented, Christmas tree air fresheners scattered throughout the car…

Mulholland Drive, deep Beverly Hills. A stocky, latino male in the later half of his 20’s pulls up to the curb. The beginning of the ride…

Heading home. His voice was gentle, his Beamer spotless. His hair was a slicked black. A slender, 28 year old man from the Middle East. We…