When I watched the #BlackMirror episode #Nosedive, set in a near future where social media score determines everything - your livelihood, your job, your relationship status, your social circle and even your behavior, I thought it was, well, too far fetched. Until yesterday.
I take pride when some one asks me my #Uber rating and I consider myself to be a very polite, punctual passenger. A score 4.70 meant my drivers loved me. Until yesterday.
I had a pleasant ride last evening with a nice Uber driver who was not rash or rude. I said my Thank yous and Good nights and then it happened... I happened to see him give me my rating.
A 4.
A FOUR.
Can you believe that?
I felt like slapping him.
A FOUR.
Can you believe that?
I felt like slapping him.
So, I rated him a 3.
Uber asked me why (they ask so they can know what went wrong with the ride).
Uber asked me why (they ask so they can know what went wrong with the ride).
But, they didn't have the options - because he judged me, because he misjudged me (I'm a great person), because who is he to rate me, because he down rated me, because I believe I deserve more...
Well. Serves him right. Psycho. Pathetic loser.
Don't you agree?
