Today is Saturday. Last night I ate very badly, and, on top of that, I consumed alcohol. This morning for breakfast, I had homemade biscuits and honey. I don’t know. I just wasn’t in the mood to behave. I will, of course, be back on track before the day is over. Sometimes it is just hard to do the right thing.

I had planned to drive for Uber yesterday and last night, but, changed my mind. I didn’t want to. I had become discouraged by something that happened the day before.

I picked up two teenage boys. They could not have been more than 19. As they were getting in the car I noticed that there was a bulge in one of the boy’s hoodie pockets. It was clearly some sort of pistol, probably a 9mm. Also, they were carrying a small case, like a lunch box, and, I could clearly smell marijuana.

I had started to hit the lock button on my car, but I missed it. So, they got it. All sorts of things ran through my mind about being shot to death, but I put those things to rest as I realized that all they wanted from me as their Uber driver was to get from point A to point B. Nevertheless, it was somewhat nerve-wracking.

I wonder if other Uber drivers have had any of these experiences. It was not the first time I believed one of my riders was transporting drugs. This was, however, the first time I had seen what I thought was a weapon.

I never work on weekends. However, if I normally did drive on weekends, I probably would not go today. Right now, I just don’t have the desire or feel safe doing it.