After countless assaults and other life-threatening episodes perpetrated by male rideshare drivers and passengers alike, Uber has joined Lyft in 2025 and given women the option of choosing a woman driver.
Way to meet us halfway, Uber.
Of course, with this new option being provided to women, men have begun screaming and filing lawsuits. This was to be expected, as any safe space for women is met with hostility and threats instead of some good old-fashioned introspection and perhaps a little bit of empathy.
As fucking if.
My favorite was on a Medium (check me out over there at thequeenofthefuckboys) piece discussing these changes, and in the comments, I swear as I live and breathe, a male driver said this:
“I plan to return that same energy. I’ll no longer be picking up women needing rides.”
Oh. Oh noooo. Please.
A man who clearly hates women and cares nothing about our safety won’t be picking me up from my bar shift at 3am?
What ever will I do without someone to ogle me in the rearview and make inappropriate comments the entire way to my home? Who will ask me if I have a boyfriend, and if he’s waiting at home for me? Who will tell me my jeans look nice and I must have made great tips tonight?
Someone, anyone, please get me a creepy man with no fucking boundaries or social awareness to drive me home STAT!!
Man, get the actual fuck out of here.
Dude, if that’s the least you can do for women, thank you for that minimal effort, because it’s pretty fucking obvious you have no business driving women anywhere.
God forbid you should do some actual reflection and wonder why women don’t feel safe with you in the first fucking place.
As many of you are aware, I spent 20 years behind a bar at least 3 nights per week. In those days, I had a private driver, not so much for the ride home, but for the security when closing the bar at night.
My last in a long line of drivers was a man by the name of Bo. He was 6’5, played college football 3 years prior to meeting me, and was not the dude you wanted to run up on when I was counting my money at the end of the night.
I was lucky.
In my early years of slinging drinks and closing up after hours, I wasn’t financially able to have a driver who handled shit for me. I’ve been robbed, assaulted, and damned near died at the hands of a couple of crackheads who stole my bar TV’s and locked me in a cooler.
Men like Bo made it possible for me to continue to work with the CPTSD my ass had after shit like that taking place.
Climbing into the back of a male-driven Uber after a bar shift with a wad of cash would never have taken place. Firstly, he knows I’m carrying a wad of money and I’m trapped in this fucking vehicle for the duration of this ride.
Secondly, it’s 3am, and anyone you can call for help is probably asleep.
Lastly, now this piece of shit knows where I live, if it looks like anyone else lives there or is at home, and that big ass wad of cash is most likely in there with me.
These are things that most men never need to think about. I’m not going to break into Bo’s house at 3am because I saw him with a big ass wad of cash on the way home. I know I’m probably not going to leave there alive if I try such a foolish ass thing.
The roles can’t honestly be reversed and have the same level of impact.
That’s why, in situations like this, when I hear men spewing that “equality is what they say they want” and “not all men” stupidity, I know the dumb ass who is spewing it isn’t someone I want to engage with on any level. He’s simply not a good dude. Period.
I remember telling Bo the story of the crackheads and the cooler incident, and he looked at me and said, “you’re not a bad bitch, you’re a good girl”, and made me promise him I wouldn’t close up alone on the nights he couldn’t be there.
He was right.
For all of the capable and tough woman I am, at the end of the day, I am a woman. I don’t want to have to shoot my way out of an alley to make it home after work.
I just want to fucking be left alone to live my life in peace. Really, that’s all most women want.
So, to the asshole in the comments who will punish us by no longer offering women rides home, thank you. Thank you for doing us all the fucking solid of just leaving us the fuck alone for once.
We appreciate all that you’re not doing to keep just one more woman safe.
-Q
Not all men, but always men.
I don't have a need for Uber at the moment, but that's good to know. I like it a lot, actually. And the good news is so few & far between... I'll take it