A four hour delay. A 150 yard dead sprint to barely make her connecting flight. Bags gone missing. Brianna Lee had a journey from hell, and when she finally, mercifully arrived at Portland International Airport, getting home as quickly as possible was her sole concern. The 32-year-old dental hygienist made a beeline for the designated rideshare area at Portland International Airport, requested an Uber, and waited for her savior in the greige Camry to arrive. In her haste, she hadn’t checked the cost of the ride, and it wasn’t until she was halfway home that she noticed the astronomical amount of the fare.
“Oh my God – hey can you actually let me out right here?” Lee asked the driver as they zoomed down I-205, approximately six miles from her home. “Let’s just prorate the trip. Please?”
When the driver informed her that she would still be charged the full amount, panic set in. Lee had forgotten to take out a second mortgage before booking the ride, and was suddenly faced with an eye-poppingly large bill and no means to pay for it. “I should have listened to my friend’s advice about preparing my second mortgage to provide more funding for Ubers, but I totally blew it.”
Lee’s immediate thought was to sell all of her extra plasma, perhaps even a kidney if necessary. However after some quick math, she realized this would only cover a small percentage of her bill. As of press time, Lee was planning on changing her name, and going off the grid.