Roy September 18th, 2013
One of the reasons I chose to switch to days was to avoid having to listen to drunken, broken hearted fools spilling all their woes:
My First job on Monday morning was a German gentleman heading to the Airport, he took no time telling me he was returning home following the death of his mother after a year long battle with cancer, he was obviously heart broken, he babbled while imparting this distressing information, I did my best to comfort him saying the awful illness had given him the opportunity to spend more time with his mother rather than it being a sudden loss, laden with regret, I advised him to take comfort in the arms of his family and to use the closeness of the coming days to insure they met more often, now that a major focal point was no longer around, I assured him his mother would have had some good times back in 1960s Hamburg and she wouldn’t want him to be too sad at her passing, I have no idea if anything I said was useful but took comfort in the €15 tip and the “thanks for the words” parting comment.
Another reason for seitching was to avoid those journeys when you spend the whole trip wondering if the girl in the back seat was going to soil your vehicle;
My Third job on Monday (2nd was un-eventful) was a girl who took 8 mins to appear from her abode after 2 unanswered phone calls to her mobile, she apologized saying she had been on the toilet, that she was feeling very ill, her stomach being in knots, with uncontrolled outbursts from all orifaces, we had three stops on the way to the doctor, thankfully the upholstery remained unscathed.
I was really delighted when deciding to cover days to at last avoid the entertainer, regaling me with jokes and song;
Later on Monday afternoon I picked up the lovely Roisin Ingle, who was on her way to the launch of her new book about the newspaper articles of Maeve Binchly, she regaled me with a practice run of her speech, thanking various folk that had helped her and then further entertained me with a reading from the aforementioned book, a piece about a man in a ladies toilet.
The difference between the daytime and night time versions of the above jobs is that I would gladly do any of the above jobs again ….. without hesitation.