It was 20 bit before I was due to a 10 pm photography - and - drinks confluence clear across the city , but I was still employ mascara . The sense of urgency was ride . Time to go , Kristina , I think .
I was on my way to suffer my politico - diary keeper girlfriend Alana * , who I had n’t image in about a year , for drinks and a fun Nox shoot . Our plan were actually for the evening before , but she had to reschedule at the last minute of arc due to have multiple wild terror on Instagram earlier in the calendar week . The prices we bear for inhabit a public life ! hightail out of my way , I grabbed my camera bag , my beany , and my phone , and made it to the top of my staircase . Then , out of nowhere , I decide to sit down and meditate .
Despite the imperativeness to GTFO of Hayes Valley and over to Chinatown ASAP , I listen to that internal phonation tell me to slow down down . I looked at my phone and figured I ’d call an Uberafterthis impromptu moment of zen . A few minutes later my vibration was centered , but I was ineffectual to didder that weird , sudden impulse to determine my privileged zen . What was that ?
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An Uber twist of fate
When I opened the front threshold of the car that had come to pick me up , I did n’t even acknowledge there was someone sitting in the backseat . I ordinarily try my best to avoid contrived human fundamental interaction , but every now and then you get some Chatty Cathy who starts schmoozin ' you up about where you live , and then the inevitable , " So what do you do ? " We were a few blocks into the ride and I was fidgeting with my photographic camera options when he finally said , " Hey . "
I ca n’t brook pocket-size talk and I decidedly do n’t take Uber to meet people because I actually suffer from some pretty disabling social anxiousness . Feigned friendliness –especiallyin rideshares – makes me desire to turn my tegument inside out . But when he asked about my camera , I answered politely because awkward motorcar rides are even worse . It was sullen and he was slouched in the backseat , but there was something sparkly about his smiling . I was instantly intrigued .
Our cross - town conversation yielded one main common denominator : a mutual decision to bustle the San Francisco music journalism picture . Him as a author , me as a photographer . I flex my approaching guest - list spot at The Independent , offering up an invitation to join as my plus - one . We straightaway exchange contact lens information and suddenly , the timing of this pool situation embark on to feel fated . I see you , fairy godmother .
Face of a Hemsworth, Heart of a Gosling | Courtesy of Kristina Bakrevski
As our ride came to an end , he stepped out of the railway car with the bravado of a man who just won over the too - cool chick that initially swerved his cash advance . I still did n’t quite fuck what he looked like , so I check as he walk around the car and into his name and address . We made prolonged optic contact while he dash one last big , boyish grin . I think back thinking , " Holy whoreson , he calculate like Liam Hemsworth . " I volunteer !
" Dude , " I order to Alana , " I think I suffer the love of my life in the Uber over here . " I said the line theatrically , in full cognizant I was take out the ultimate rom - com image . She express mirth , indulging my premonition , and we began gush over drunkenness . It was cute . We were both blissed on cloud nine that Nox – me , for this strange coming together ; her , because she ’d late gotten back together with her ex who was also a heartfelt acquaintance of mine . We toasted to their new rekindled relationship , and to the culmination of a bizarre , unanticipated FBI probe that had prompt our change in plan .
And Mai Tais . Lots of Mai Tais .
Kristina and Ryan | Courtesy of Kristina Bakrevski
A week later on , I went on my first engagement with Ryan . I was shoot a prominent Bay Area MC for a local euphony blog and asked Ryan to write a short endorsement about the show to come with my gallery . He determine my quick write - up request and raised me a full , bouncy review . The piece , once submit , vex re - posted by the creative person across all his social platforms . Our attractiveness was already mutually strong , but have our article validated by the creative person ’s camp was like an added steroid shot for our bud love story . Something separate me this was the beginning of something rare .
Ryan and I organize a originative alliance next to our honeymoon phase . We went on to tag - team several shows and medicine fete for local and home issue , likeFest300andThe Guardian . Within five calendar month , we were falling in love and achieving multiple professional goals together . We were basically like Jay Z and Beyonce , intoxicated in love and in bylines .
Coming up on our one - twelvemonth Uber - versary , I still revel in the synchronicities that brought us together . The timing of it all happened so organically , but not without a tinge of deus ex machina . And we might not have get together on Tinder or OkCupid , but ultimately it was still an algorithm that contribute us together . in truth a New love affair in the digital age , support in the technical school capital of the macrocosm .
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Kristina Bakrevski still takes photos and use UberPool . Find her atKristinaBakrevski.com .
