“Alright, thanks, I’ll be there in 30 minutes”

On June 4th of last year, I booked an Uber to drive me home from the hospital after my dad passed away. I was in such a daze from then on that I booked an Uber here and there to take me to various appointments I didn’t feel good enough to drive for and didn’t want to make my mom come with me. I’m not sure what the deadline is on when an Uber driver quits being your driver to when you get assigned to someone else but I somehow managed to get the same driver who drove me home from the hospital. I assumed he would think I was in another bad situation but it turns out I wasn’t thinking of the hour I booked him for the first time until he said it himself.<br><br>”Alright, thanks, I’ll be there in 30 minutes. I hope things aren’t too bad for you this time,” he said. I decided not to ask how he knew what he knew since there was no way for him to know that my dad had passed away. I didn’t think much of it and then I did. I wondered if he knew where I lived, if he knew more about me than that. I sat in silence and thought about it for a little bit and then realized that if I think too much about it my anxiety would go crazy. I just put I my headphones and didn’t think about it to much for the rest of the ride.<br><br>I stopped taking Ubers after that but I don’t know if that man was just something I let get in my head or if he was doing something weird. I don’t know if what he said was something any normal person would say to someone they drove around but I don’t think I’ll ever know what this man meant when he said that.