A taxi and a car service walk into a bar. After a few drinks and some flirting, then BOOM the next thing you know, Uber was born. Well, not exactly like that — it was probably far more technical but use your imagination. Gross, you actually thought about it? Pervert. Anyway, I can’t remember when I first read about Uber, it was in one of those fancy glossy magazines that I love so much no doubt, but I do remember that I downloaded the app instantly. A service that would find my location, send a car to pick me up, and I could pay for it all over my phone? SOLD. But much to my disappointment, Uber wasn’t available in little ol’ Indianapolis. So I…






























