The weekend prior I was at a friend's art opening at south street seaport and the Uber home was $50+, something I in the past could just put my hand up on the street and hail a yellow cab for at least half that price. Not that it was perfect before -- they'd often stop, roll down the window, and if they didn't like where you'd be going they'd take off -- but now I feel like yellow cabs don't even stop for you anymore.
Took the subway instead, it was $2.75.
Edit to also say: I was just having memories of all the great music I'd hear in NYC cabs back in the day. Everyone is from everywhere here, so you'd hear music from all over the world when someone picked you up. Salsa, cumbia, bollywood, ghazals, high life, etc etc. After Uber everyone just plays generic American pop music, so as to not offend their millennial American passengers and get a bad rating (or as a friend would say, SV just makes apps to snitch on people). I once found out a driver was from the same town in Algeria that my father grew up in because he was playing Chaabi music. Miss when things weren't so sterile.