Why a new San Francisco rule ended my stint as an Uber/Lyft driver

I don’t know how they found me, but they tracked me down, and they found me.

As the letter from City Hall trembled in my hand, I quietly bid farewell to my time on the front lines with my fellow San Franciscans, as a taxi driver. Or, a rideshare driver rather. And I’m not really a San Franciscan. I’m from Florida. But I live a┬áhang glide down the beach from San Francisco now. The laughter, the tears, the middle fingers(not from or at me necessarily), all came flooding back.

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