My Fight with an Uber Driver

I have an altercation with an Uber driver that spills into the street. Here is the moment-to-moment account of my interior life during the event.

1. It is extremely cold outside. The coldest it has been in five years.

2. In the morning it was seven degrees.

3. I need to get from our home in Brooklyn to the West Side of Manhattan to get together with friends to play guitar.

4. I don't want to have my guitar exposed to the extreme cold.

5. Instead of taking the guitar in a soft case I pack it into its hard case.

6. Despite the surprise expense of an Uber, I opt against the subway. It will be $45.

7. I’m not sure I want to go to my friends houses and consider canceling.

8. I order the Uber.

9. Outside on the sidewalk, it is not as cold as I'd imagined.

10. I check my watch for the temperature. It isn't 7 anymore.

11. I feel a twinge of disappointment it isn't colder. I’ve missed a claim on being out during the worst of the cold spell.

12. Two cars pass that aren't the right kind of cars for Uber.

13. I'm aware of leaning but not stepping forward to meet them. I would look slightly stupid if I did.

14. A third car approaches. It has the dark orange license plate that car shares have …