My name is Levi Spires. I’m a follower of Christ.
I’m also writer and Uber driver. Each ride is a log for the fire, the fire that's burning inside me to make human connections and tell stories.
But the modern world is working against me. Against humanity. Artificial intelligence, algorithms, social media doomscrolling, unlimited options of fast food delivered by autonomous cars so we can sit at home, alone… all of it like fire retardant chemicals snuffing the flame of life.
I drive strangers every day. People wanting to journey from A to B. Maybe looking for a rolling sanctuary. Maybe looking for a conversation. Maybe a little of all three.
And I wonder to myself, what is happening to the world? What changes are about to come?
Where are we going?
The Opportunity Costs of Being an Uber Driver: A Tale of Choices and Soccer Games
Last Friday, I found myself at my son's soccer game, cheering and clapping with all the enthusiasm a parent can muster. But I won't lie; my eyes kept darting back to my phone, where the Uber app displayed surge fares that looked too good to pass up. Seriously, $20 to $30 surges for hours all across Syracuse!