We use Uber VERY frequently, and now we live somewhere with lyft so we'll probably use them more often. As drinkers, they're lifesavers. Potentially literally. I liked them better in a smaller town where I got to know every single driver, but I'm adjusting.
Our first real Uber ride was a few years ago, the day after St Paddy's. Our cars were less than half a mile away, but none of us were in any shape to walk half a mile in the sun. We got the hotel valet to call us a cab, and we're told it would be ten to fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, we request they call for an update. Apparently, our driver was sent somewhere else, but they'll send another - it'll be ten to fifteen minutes. We sigh. I remember that someone had told us about that Uber thing... I download the app, what the hell. More waiting. I register, what the hell. More waiting. I'm like, I wonder how long it would take and how much it would cost. It says three minutes and it'll be less than a minimum rate cab ride, and no fee for extra passengers. After a few minutes, I click request - what the hell, right?? The uber driver pulls up a few minutes later - still no cab in sight, over half an hour since we first had the hotel call - and the driver mercifully offers us all cool bottled water. We told the valet guys they need a new cab company. I have not been in a cab since.