A drunken unit of group measurement indicating that a group is perfectly sized (4) to take a standard Uber without having to either: A: Take out a second mortgage to afford an Uber X Upgrade during peak hours
or
B: Play Russian roulette in hopes that your potential driver is chill with double buckling, and if he/she is, to play human Tetris in the back of a Corolla on the way to the next bar.
e.g. #1: The bad news is that Greg and Nate aren’t going to be able to make it out to the bars with us to anymore because of the 151 shot for shot contest they held earlier. The good news is our group is now Uber Sized.
e.g. #2: We were going to be Uber Sized, but then Mike had to invite that insufferable bitch Karen along.
When your Uber driver spends the length of the trip bitching ad nauseum about crappy disrespectful passengers, bullshit city policies that make their lives hell, Uber driver contracts that bring them lower pay and no workers rights all the while driving like a maniac to your destination while you strap in, hold on and pray.
That last trip to the airport brought on the worst case of Uber angst I've ever had.
These are the tiny 8 oz water bottles that Uber drivers usually give you during a ride
Mandingo (aka Uber driver): "What's up ladies?"
Kristin: "We're about to hit up that new club and my girls are looking good tonight."
Mandingo: "Yeah your squad is on fleet. Did I say that right?"
Kristin: "Ha. It's actually on fleek!"
Mandingo: "Anyway, there's some water for you in the drink holders."
Kristin: "Omg. I gotta Instagram these little Uber waters. Loves them"
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