I don’t remember this man’s name. But this happened while I was a rideshare driver. I was on the northside of the city and I got a ping. A man opened the front passenger side door. He ducked down and said.
“May I sit in the front?” He asked. He was striking, he wasn’t tall but he was dressed in a blue suit. His hair was a bright red and his skin was extremely pale.
“Yes, absolutely,” I said.
The Man got in the car. I knew where he wanted to go, it was loading into google maps.
“How are you doing tonight?” I said. The Man smiled regretfully. He didn’t speak. This made me look at him.
“Things aren’t going so great.” He said.
“Did you want to talk about it? I asked. He hesitated.
“I think I’m going to have to break up with my girlfriend.” He said resigned.
“Do you not love her? Did she do something?”
“No she’s great, I love her very much.” He said. I looked at him as he said this. It was true.
“I have type one diabetes, my girlfriend has multiple sclerosis, she wants to have a baby. We both have serious medical conditions and I don’t think it’s fair to bring a child into the world that could have one or both of our diseases,” He said.
“What about adoption?” I said.
“She wants to have her own child.”
“What are you going to do?” I said.
“I don’t know, it’s an untenable situation.” He said.
“I’m sorry,” I said
He chuckled without humor. “So am I.” He said.