I’m very excited. I’m now aspiring to a second career, well, third, actually. Wait, even fourth, third grade teacher, Teen therapist, writer, and now: drum rool….Uber driver. I can picture myself, driverless car, possibly a little red convertible, Dave in the front seat in harness, sitting tall, ears erect. I’d be so conversational and cheerful, the way I was as a summer waitress at beach resorts like Nantucket Island. Cconversational and cheerful cover bundles of missing skill sets, so touch your Uber app in a few months after Pittsburgh nails this down, of course, you know when the cars can change lanes by themselves. Just tap Sally and Dave, red convertible, four minutes.