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Fleeing Wilma

ExperiencesSeptember 10, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

In 2005, I was married to an amazing man, Eran Eisen, and we were living in south Florida, right below West Palm Beach, when news of Hurricane Wilma came through. Wilma was a slow-moving (meaning it was going to stay around awhile and not just blow through) Category 4 hurricane, the size of Texas, headed…

Five’s a crowd

Stories big and smallSeptember 3, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

My next pick-up is nearby in Capitol Hill, land of many old historic homes, the U.S. Capitol, the Senate and House office buildings, the Library of Congress and more. I pull up and see a group of young adults, all clearly dressed for a special night out. There are five of them, and they walk to…

It was fate

SynchronicitiesSeptember 3, 20172KViews 1Like 0Comments

From my Uber Chronicles I’m on the highway heading home now. A ride request comes in. I take it. I’m headed to a Walmart to get my passenger. He calls right away. His voice is gentle, masculine and lovely. He asks me if his bike can fit in the back seat of my car. I tell…

Uber Chronicles book review on Marc’s Book Shelf

My books ... and bitsAugust 30, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

A book review by Ahmed Ehimare Audu after my first Uber Chronicles book was published. The book Uber Chronicles: Field Notes from the Front Seat was loaned to me by a friend to whom I had spoken about my interest in driving professionally for Uber. “Read it,” she said. At first I…

Free sugar cookies

My books ... and bitsAugust 10, 2017896Views 0Likes 0Comments

I see my rider standing outside the Harris Teeter grocery store. He’s dressed in athletic clothing, looking nonchalant as heck. He sees me approaching and casually waves his hand in acknowledgement. His Uber manners and protocol are good. He states his first name. Pauses. Waits for me to acknowledge that he is, indeed, my passenger…

A story of norovirus and zombies

ExperiencesJune 13, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

Late last night, as I was finishing up on a project, I started to feel not well. Maybe it was the cup of blackberry and cinnamon tea I’d just tried for the first time. Maybe it was all the prunes I ate in my search to find something quick and easy to eat earlier in…

My first memory of success

MemoriesMay 16, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

I had a time in my life when I spent my days intimately involved with a small group of people who were utterly and completely dedicated to personal development and understanding--best folks could--the mysteries of the universe. It was a divine time. And while a challenging one, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Their dedication,…

Perhaps the biggest challenge of them all

ExperiencesMay 14, 20172KViews 1Like 0Comments

I’ve gone through different periods in my life where the fear and claustrophobia of being in a cave overwhelmed me. It wasn’t just fear around caves, per se, but having to crawl through a small, tight cave opening. From one room to another location. Through a tunnel. On my belly. must ... get ... out I…

Why you need a discovery phase project

Other WritingApril 16, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

An app development company was running up against the same issue repeatedly with some customers not understanding the development process and why the first stage--the initial discovery phase--of the project was critical for understanding a client's goals and articulating what it was, in detail, that was going to be developed ... and at what cost. Hence,…

Are generations globally relevant?

GenerationsApril 8, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

As more and more companies are doing business across country lines -- whether it's through satellite offices, having vendors or suppliers in other countries, or having customers in different countries -- it's important to know: Are generations globally relevant? Unfortunately, this answer is not cut and dry. In this video, I'm going to address this…

Four stars

Stories big and smallApril 3, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

My passenger is one minute away, though it takes me a little longer to get there. I wait. I call her. Lyft doesn’t have a text service for drivers and passengers to connect (only phone calls, though I wish they did provide text.) She tells me she is on her way down! I’m feeling annoyed. So…

Like in ‘The Godfather’

My books ... and bitsMarch 10, 20171KViews 0Likes 0Comments

One of my Uber Chronicles stories. I pick up a young guy from his job at a nearby fast-casual restaurant. He’s a junior in high school (the same school I attended). He’s Black, has dreads and is of slight build. Bam! He sits in the front passenger seat. He’s my second-ever, single-passenger, front-seat…