Please Stop Asking Me to Drive for You, Uber

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Uber, I won’t drive for you, no matter how many times you ask.

And you ask as much as a child asks for a toy in Target. But, I never asked you to know who I am, or how to reach me. I’ve never even taken an Uber or ordered an eat. Please leave me be.

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Teacher, runner, former journalist; few N.E. Press Assoc. Awards, few Boston Globe essays, few anthologies, few comedy sites, few poems, so many grocery lists.

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Stacey Curran

Stacey Curran

Teacher, runner, former journalist; few N.E. Press Assoc. Awards, few Boston Globe essays, few anthologies, few comedy sites, few poems, so many grocery lists.

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