By: Dev Petrovic, Peak Associate
Picture this: you just made it to your booked Evo after walking several blocks to what was supposed to be the “nearest” Evo car sharing vehicle. You are famished and deteriorating, and the only thing that can save you is a nice, clean, car ride. Alas, the Evo is none of those things. Bags of dog shit, used tissues, a half eaten apple core in the cup holder, and crushed White Claw cans in place of legroom, are all real and non-exaggerated conditions I have encountered.
It seems as though some Evo users forget the service is shared, meaning other people use it too, and will be subjected to whatever disgusting smelly trash is not cleaned up. Naïve of me, perhaps, to expect the principle of cleaning up and doing your share to carry into adulthood, but maybe the nursery jingle wasn’t enough to convey the importance of being accountable and mindful of others in the most minimal way possible — picking up your fucking trash!
I don’t even drive, but as a passenger princess (or monarch, but without the actual monarchy) I feel Evo should not be more revolting than the average conditions of public transit. As is with anything communal, there is a collective responsibility to upkeep conditions, if not for the sake of those using Evos after you, then for yourself — because you best believe I will be cursing you out the entire ride (and after) and as anonymous as you think your trash is, it might just end up being mentioned in an article.
