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I drove Uber back when it was a new thing. I get pinged once and it's a fucking elementary school. I assumed my rider would be a teacher, or staff of some sort. In walks an (at most), 8 year old girl. She said her brother booked it for her, and he did it all the time. I felt quite uneasy about doing the ride, but I was in a bit of a conundrum because I know I'm of a good enough conscience that I will get her there safely, but surely if I cancelled, the brother would just book another one for her, and who knows what would happen then. In the end, I took her maybe a half mile to her home, but I felt super off about it. In hindsight, I should have just cancelled and reported the rider, but I'm not sure drivers had those resources in those days.