I have a confession.
I’m a good person, and value telling the truth in almost every situation.
But I find myself lying to ride-share drivers.
In fact, almost every time I get into a ride-share car, whether it be Uber, Taxify or Ola, I find myself in a web of lies.
A couple of weeks ago, my driver asked me if I lived alone. It was about 9pm, and I was heading home from work. I was immediately uncomfortable, despite living with flat-mates, and began to lie.
“No I live with my family actually, mum just made dinner and dad just got home from the station, he’s a police officer,” I heard myself say, before even realising I was lying.
It was code for “Mum knows I’ll be home in ten minutes and Dad knows too, you don’t want to mess with him so please stop asking personal questions and take me home directly.”
My lies are a safety net.
It’s a habit I have slowly developed over the years, after a string of creepy drivers.
There was the one who told me I was pretty, which prompted a 2am phone call to my mother to say I’d be home soon and could she unlock the front door for me, even though I don’t live with my parents.
Then there was the one who asked what time I finish work every day, asking “Is this your office?” before asking if I have a boyfriend.
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Lying is a good way to convince a man not to attack you, but it's still up to him. Some women in the U.S. strengthen their position by getting a permit to carry a gun. (A gun will only make your situation worse if you are not both able and willing to shoot a rapist, should it come to that. But some women are both capable and willing.)
OMG! My eyes rolled so far back in my head that they did a full 360 rotation! "My dad is a cop and he's waiting for me." Bwahahahahaha! You should just tell everyone you have a dead man switch that if you don't deactivate it every five minutes, the neurotoxin vial automatically breaks and will kill everyone in the cab!