I know it seems that whenever I post I somehow insert myself as the subject, it's not on purpose. Anyway. Skip to the end question/scenario if you want.
I've never used uber. Someone bought the house across the street and turned it rental. The group of young fairly straight out of university professional types who now live there do. They seem to dig it. Their attitude about the whole thing, they seem to feel a normal taxi is kind of low rent.
I don't really have a dog in the fight, but I do have some experience on the legit Taxi side of things....Back 2010(maybe '09, can't remember) business was bad. I had to do something to supplement my income. So, I got a taxi gig. There was no training. I applied for a license with the city. My driving record was clean, so I was granted a license. $40, I think. There was no training involved. I was immediately put in service.
I had a pretty nice vehicle. A grey Mercury Grand Marquis. No clown colors, leather seats, clean, no lettering except for telephone numbers on the rear windshield, light on the top. It almost, almost didn't look like a taxi. There was a $400 lease fee to be paid in advance of each week. You are basically working for yourself. At least in my experience, you set your own hours, chose where to centralize, etc. Your ass had better manage things such that you have that lease every week, gas, change for customers. Lease comes straight off the top before you make a penny, if you're smart.
I was told I could make pretty good dough, if I played it right. It was very competitive. Very. I wasn't going to be bull shitted, told, "Sorry you're not making much money. If you had been on duty at X time you would have made some good money." So, I stayed on duty, from roughly 6 am through 3 am. Sometimes i'd go in a little later than that, but always through 3 am. I forget the exact rules set by the city(?), but you're supposed to only be on duty for I think 12 hours straight without x amount of time off duty. I don't think anyone followed that rule. Some guys almost lived in their taxis. It's not a job, it's not a supplement. it's a fucking lifestyle. I whittled my hours down to roughly 11 am to 3am, give or take. Weekends could almost run 24 hrs, especially Saturday. It was pretty crazy.
I kind of enjoyed it. I knew I wasn't going to stick around in the long run, so it was kind of a temporary adventure. There was nothing "part time" about it.
The other drivers: I don't mean to disparage anyone, but there were some real oddball dudes driving. From my experience, none of those guys had a real life outside of driving. Don't get me wrong, some were okay guys (and gals). It ranged from degenerates to very educated professor types. Sometimes there would be an opening, someone might leave or get fired. They would then hire someone knew. Some of those guys were WTF types. Young stoner types, seemingly serial killer types, borderline retards. Most didn't last. In the end most drivers seemed like reasonably good independent type good people who just wanted to make a living.
--->>>One example of how it might play out with a normal Taxi vs Uber(forgive the long story): There was this retired Navy Seal guy. The rule is, if you pick up someone off the street he is your customer. You are free to give your own contact number. If dispatch hooks you up, that is a customer of the Taxi company. Anyway. This Navy Seal was dispatched, but always requested me. The company could lie, say I was busy on a run, and send someone else, so as to spread the dough around between drivers, but they always sent me. They gave me permission to just give him my personal number. This cat was wild. Many times it would be a run to the liquor store and/or grocery, stop by the sex shop, pick up "his girlfriend" from a bus stop or train station. Loved hookers. He always tipped really well. He had very recently retired and was living in a hotel on the oceanfront. Anyway, one morning, I had been out all night, Saturday night, probably got home at 5am. For a change I was not going to work Sunday, wife's orders. Although I wasn't drinking at all during that time, I drank 3 quick beers that morning and I was out. The phone rang at roughly 8am. He wanted me to go pickup his "girlfriend" when her bus hit the stop, 20 minutes. Reg customers are gold, so I was up and out. Bus had come before I got there. I called him and it was some bizarre conversation I couldn't quite understand, ending in thanks brother man, see you next time, something. I scratches me ol' noggin and went home.
Fast forward: Although I had become one of the most reliable drivers, the owner of the taxi company and I got into an argument about something, can't remember. He basically accused me of lying. I told him he was full of shit. "I'll be there anytime, day or night, but I won't be called a liar" and held my keys out. He calmed. I calmed. He then asked, "Why would you send a taxi from another company if you can't make it, instead of calling on one of our drivers?." Long story short, the Seal had thanked the company for me being a stand up guy and sending a taxi when I couldn't make it. The reality, when the Seal's "girlfriend" got off the bus she asked the first taxi she saw if he was there to pick her up. Of course he said, "Yes". Like I said, very competitive.
Could the same happen with uber? Uber cars are not marked, but some drunk chick(s) could ask some guy if he is her ride. All he has to say is yes. Some serial killer fuck with bad ideas could take advantage of such a possibility. Who knows. Unlikely, probably. Impossible, no. All it would take is somebody with bad motives to stand outside a bar at closing and start yelling "Uber.....Uber". Believe me, it could happen, and probably will.