Post 1: The Who, What And Why

How and When Don't Matter
The who is easy. I'm Dave. Maybe also your driver recently.

The what is almost as easy. In my non-office working hours, I do rideshare as a Lyft driver.

As I start this blog, the ride count is around 4,000 over the past 14 months. The current burn rate is over 100 a week, but I drive to a weekly revenue goal, not a ride count.

I also only drive, at least at this time, for Lyft. We can get into the reasons why on that later, but if what I'm writing here doesn't quite jibe with your experience with some other service, that's why.

The why... gets longer.

Why rideshare is simple. I need the cash. The Bay Area is crazy expensive, my family is 3K miles away back in New Jersey, and I'm paying for housing in two places. We also have medical and educational expenses, and my role in the family has always been the primary financial engine. It is what it is, and it's necessary. If robot cars take over, I have to find another thing, and fast.

I've also been a professional writer and marketer for more of the past 30 years, and have a bit of a knack with a story and the words. I've also been lucky enough to have some adventures in my life as a musician, stand up comedian, husband, father and all-around try hard.

If you are reading this, there's a reasonable chance you've been in my car. Enough people that I've talked to in that circumstance have asked me to put stuff online.

Here, you will find money saving tips, strategies for passengers, stories from various adventures, and whatever else I feel like throwing into the mix.

If you like it, please spread the word. If you don't, please go somewhere else. It's a big Internet, and there's really no reason for you to be in the parts you don't like.

Please note that I'm also old and ornery enough to not likely change much. So there's no good reason to bring too much in the way of negativity to the party.

Hope you enjoy it, and please tip your driver. (You can also click on some ads. That works too.)

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