I can’t help but imagine actually using Uber to call for a train and when it arrives, it’s just some old-timey blind guy on one of those old-timey hand-carts singing prophetic songs about what your day is gonna be like.
Fuck gig economy reform, intimidate your way to disability justice in the workplace via ominous clairvoyance and getting absolutely fucking yoked enough to suplex a train like it’s Final Fantasy VI
I can’t help but imagine actually using Uber to call for a train and when it arrives, it’s just some old-timey blind guy on one of those old-timey hand-carts singing prophetic songs about what your day is gonna be like.
Fuck gig economy reform, intimidate your way to disability justice in the workplace via ominous clairvoyance and getting absolutely fucking yoked enough to suplex a train like it’s Final Fantasy VI
To be fair, it was a ghost train. Not being corporeal might make it incredibly lightweight.
You shall see a… cow… on the roof of a cotton house.
I’d fuckin take that job over uber any day of the week