I'm suing Uber*

*Because they stole my idea from 2003.

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Couch Tomato, a precursor to Uber Eatsā„¢

With self-esteem akin to a burnt fried egg stuck to the bottom of a frying pan, inedible and not very nice to look at. I found it nearly impossible to find work after finishing my Multimedia HND at Swindon College. Prior to my HND study, I worked in warehouses and on building sites, jobs where I didn’t have to think much and I could just hide away mentally whilst performing physical tasks.

I’d frequent an internet cafĆ© down the road from me to apply for jobs, back in the olden days, we didn’t have internet in our homes, let alone on our phones, so I had to get out to do basic things like check email. You youngsters don’t know you’ve been born. At the cafĆ©, I would apply for web design jobs and felt like I had been rejected before I even hit send. I truly didn’t believe in my abilities, despite my abilities being pretty good.

The idea of working in an office filled me with dread, ā€˜would I have to facsimile important documents with my bare hands?’ I thought in my head, but the real fear was of making small talk with others and having to wear uncomfortable office attire.

I was lazy and I liked food (a lot) and also drink, so I thought, why don’t I invent a service that delivers food and drink to your home when you sit on the sofa on your laptop or as my American friends say, ā€œCouchā€?

Then voila!!…

Couch Tomato was born. It was a delectable play on words, professional punnage that would blush at, the replacing the vegetable known as Potato of Couch Potato with the fruit known as Tomato (Genius, I know).

I put together this iconic logo (it felt that way in 2003, anyway) and started planning how much cans of drink would cost at wholesale, after putting a few items on my notepad and adding them manually, I got totally fucked off with it all, screwed up the paper in a fit of rage and that was that.

Then, on one fateful day in August 2014, those fuckers at Uber stole my idea and founded Uber eats.

I contacted Uber Technologies to politely ask for some compensation. I’ve decided not to take them to court, or use physical violence, I’m not a monster.

This is how it’s gone down. (Me in blue, Uber the corporate thieves in a light grey, hex code #ccc, I think):

TO BE CONTINUED…


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