prologue. let's get the official stuff out of the way.
Alright. Let's kick this off by me officially saying that I don't own Lyft or any of its intellectual property. The platform belongs to Lyft and I am only a user of the platform, both as a driver and a rider occasionally. Secondly, I don't ever want to use someone's real name in this blog. I'll do my best to rename the individual that was in my backseat, though for the record, it's rare that I remember a passenger's name at all. I glance at it quickly and then go about my day. Unless I get a request from Cher and her voice is so iconic (both singing and speaking) I'm sure I'd remember her. But until then, my passengers will all be labeled by alternative names other than their own. The only, only exception to this rule is if a passenger is so unique and over the top and the name is integral to those qualities. Because, you know, if I get Billy Bob Bobcat in my backseat and he's exactly as you would imagine someone by that name, well. I can
