Likely one of my last rides of the night.
Problem: can't get to them.
Reason why: a couple is having a police-level argument.
The man of this is in a beat up old minivan. He's trying to load in a couple of bags into the car while having a screaming match with the woman. She is screaming loud enough to be heard in my car, a good 40 to 50 feet away, and punctuating her points by throwing bottles against the side of the van. He tries to respond in kind with throwing bags at the door, so there is a tactical battle going on to see who can get in the more vocal insult and artillery.
Meanwhile, time passes. There is no safe way to put int into reverse on a one-way street, as I'd be backing up for a solid 2-3 minutes, and making myself conspicuous.
Besides, they can't just keep doing this, can they? I mean, they are going to run out of stuff to throw at each other. And neither of them is showing any interest in getting close enough to throw hands. I'm also the wrong size, demographic and am not making nearly enough doing this to get out of my car and try to play peacemaker.
Several more minutes pass, and my man finally grumps off, his windows miraculously intact. Either that, or his beloved wasn't angry enough to aim high, and only wanted to dent the minivan. Who knows what the heart wants, really.
I pick up my passenger, drive him to another great place, turn off the app and go home. All while trying to practice gratitude that it didn't get worse, and that I've never been in a big enough argument to engage in traffic-stopping artillery in public.
Moving on...
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