I drove a cab for beer money back in college, and a year or so ago, I had an interesting discussion with a cab medallion owner, after some typical uber driver cut us off. He thought it was a suckers' game where it looked like you were making money - until you had your first breakdown and you had no money and no income. He was pretty confident the average cab driver couldn't plan for this, and the whole thing would collapse like a house of cards. For him, breakdowns weren't an issue because he still had the old Crown Victoria.
He also said "they're all from turnip town" which I thought was hilarious.
My mom is fantastically bad with money. When I was ten my dad was murdered.
Our survivor benefits in 1987 were ~2400. Our three bedroom apartment in San Diego was 700 a month. My mom managed to make us broke in 2 weeks and we were getting food boxes at the end of the month. She just went fucking bonkers whenever she had cash like it was our last day on earth. Tons of fast food, buying toilet paper at 7/11 instead of bulk at a large store.
30 years later she is even worse. She considers payday loans and her credit card unused balances income. It is fucking absurd. A few years ago I paid off all her stuff and said not to do it again. This ended exactly how you think it would.
I took the long way around to explain that people like my mom are so short-sighted that she will just see the balance and never consider the cost that was occurred for that balance.
The implication was the drivers live in cheaper rural areas and come into the city on weekends to make money. Thus they don't know where they're going and are dependent on internet maps.
Back when I drove a cab, there actually was some skill to it - you had to keep all the streets and bars in your head and know the best routes.
He also said "they're all from turnip town" which I thought was hilarious.