Spent 4 hours as a Rapido Captain today. From wholesome souls to pure entitlement.
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Decided to log in as a Rapido Captain today for a few hours just to see life from the other side of the handlebar. The human spectrum hit hard: had an uncle wish me genuine blessings for the day, a college kid who tipped just for reaching before rain, and then one lady who treated me like I personally ruined her entire lineage because of a 30-second traffic delay. Just when the exhaustion started creeping in, spotted a roadside bhandara, parked the bike, and had the most satisfying poori-sabzi of my life next to fellow auto walas and riders.
Mad respect to full-time captains out there—the daily mental grind between entitled passengers and traffic is real. If you take bike taxis, just be kind. A basic "thank you" costs nothing, but it really carries someone through their next 20 kilometers.