When I do ride-sharing, I have a pistol, two knives, a stun gun, a torch lighter, and a hammer hidden through the vehicle. I keep the pistol hidden while I drive. I keep the lighter on my person. The hammer is in the glove box. One knife is really a Leatherman, and I keep it with the spare tire. My tire iron isn't heavy enough to use effectively against a large man. The stun gun is hidden behind my handy vac in the cargo hold. The other knife is also hidden in the cabin, in a different cubby than the pistol, where I can reach with my right hand. I have to grab the pistol left-handed, but even so, I'm confident I won't miss if forced to pull the trigger. The assailant would be too close to miss, even with my poorly practiced lefty, and even if I miss, the assailant is unlikely to stick around for a mark as difficult as I would be.
I am always, ALWAYS armed.
The other day, I was pulling up to a house where I take breaks from driving, and saw a woman being beaten severely by a large man. Several neighbors watched, including a grown man, and did nothing. I began screaming at the guy to stop. The victim asked for someone to call police, so I did, in strict violation of my policy to never trust cops. I continued to approach the pair, yelling orders for him to stop. I didn't have my pistol (planned to spend time around children without a gun safe) so I approached with a large knife drawn, and warned the man that cops were coming, and would likely shoot a large black man beating a small white woman. I also remarked they'd shoot me next, because I had a knife out. Then I told him if I got close enough before the cops, I'd start stabbing him. And I would have, too. At this, he looked at me walking calmly toward him, looked at my knife, punched the lady one last time, and ran off. The lady quickly straightened out her clothes, grabbed her belongings, and stumbled away without so much as a thank you. I assume she was in shock. She did not respond when I told her I was an EMT and would like to look at her injuries. The dude sped past in a motor vehicle, and I did not catch the plate. I went to the house, made my pit stop, and got the fuck out of the area before police responded. I don't talk to cops.
Another time, I had a passenger beside me. She hired an Uber to take her son and his date from a parking lot near the beach, all the way to a Navy base in Norfolk. Then, I was to go back toward the beach, to a hotel where she was staying while visiting her son. Apparently, he parked in a lot for a restaurant, but did not return before the business closed, and he'd gotten his mother's car towed. She and I say at the tow lot, and waited half an hour for someone to return there so she could pick up her car. She asked me to stay with her. It was dark, very late, isolated, and hard to see from the road, so of course, I agreed. She was visibly agitated about our isolation. She remarked that her pistol was in the trunk of her car, and she'd feel better if she had it. Hers was a 9mm Glock, so I showed her my Beretta, chambered a round in front of her, and showed her where the safety was. I put it on the console where either of us could grab it. She was instantly calm.
I just don't think some men understand how vulnerable some of us feel, just being women, just trying to do our thing without being robbed or otherwise accosted.