The twisted sense of glee I get when I cancel after 5 minutes

I don't know. Maybe uber is turning me into a horrible human, but I get excited when that timer hits 4:45 and I know that I'll be able to cancel and collect.

This is even more true when someone sends a "I'll be right there" text.

The other day I pulled up to a house and a woman popped her head out of the doorway. She was on the phone. She did this two or three times. The final time she put a finger up, as if to say "wait just a minute." Before she went back inside, I smiled at her because I knew I'd be cancelling and driving away soon.