Here's a funny Uber story:
Tonight I was ubering but had to cut the night short after the last passengers from Atlantic Station. Three gamer nerds coming back from a screening of the new Tomb Raider movie. Unfortunately one of the dudes had the most rancid smell I have ever experienced. Words could not describe the stench I was forced to endure. This kid's odor made the smell of a three day rotten possum smell like a bouquet of roses. It was the longest 15 mins. After dropping those gamers off – one block away I had to literally pull over and vomit. I just couldn't handle the smell any more. On the corner of my eye a flash of blue lights appear.
A cop has just pulled up and he witness the whole ordeal. Oh shit I thought to myself. Best case scenario I'll walk out with a citation. The cop approaches and asks how my night is going in a condescending way – believing he found himself a DUI for the night. I respond by saying it has been an interesting night. He asks me if I was willing to take a sobriety test and I told him I can do him one better – just go straight to the breathalyzer. No need to waste time with the backwards alphabet and walking in a straight line exam. Now the cop was taken aback, but he proceeds. Once he checks my blood alcohol level and realizes that I'm 100 percent sober – he asks why the hell I was vomiting in the street. I gave him the anecdote of my situation. Apparently my story was too farfetched and he wanted to see for himself.
As he opens the car door he quickly backs away gagging. The smell was still trapped in the car. The bewildered cop does a double take. The smell was too much for him too.
Pushing my luck I asked the man if he was gonna give me a citation. He tells me that the fact that I drove with that rancid passenger for 15 mins was punishment enough. He also told me that of all the people that has ridden in the backseat of the police car – has never came close to the smell that was bounded in my automobile.
The cop lets me go. I then drove home with the windows down. Afterwards I fabreezed the hell out of the interior. I hope to God I'll never endure the stench again from tonight. What kills me to think is that the two buddies were immune to their friend's odor.
