By Rebecca Anders, georgica.net, firstname.lastname@example.org
I went to a concert recently and, like I have many times before, I relied on Uber to take me home. Only this time the concert was bigger than normal, it was dark and loud outside, and the Uber driver was having a heck of a time finding me. He called me, I tried to hear what he was saying, he talked louder, I shouted in return. He finally ended up picking me up on a crowded corner and telling me to hurry up and jump in because a city bus was behind him honking its horn. Hardly a seamless experience.