My daughter considered taking a Saturday shift at a location with sketchy public transportation. She asked if I would pick her up if she reserved a Zip.
The idea made me nervous. But I said, "sure" with much more confidence than I felt. She booked the gig and reserved the car. I had a week to think about it, tried not to dwell, tried not to be filled with dread.
The day, the hour arrived. I accessed the vehicle, churned the engine, and navigated by way to the venue.
All-in-all, not a horrible experience but I'm good letting others do the driving, for the most part.
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