You pick up a guy with mussy hair at 2:30 am in Echo Park. He tells you he’s just been on a first date with a woman he met on Tinder. You check the time. “Wow, that’s a really good first date.”
“Well we met at a bar. Then we went to another one. And then she said I could come over to her place but I’d have to call myself a Lyft.”
It’s nice to know we’ve replaced “cab” and “car service” in the hooking up lexicon.