Saturday, February 28, 2009

Bridesmaid never the bride!!

Well I'm sitting here trying to convince myself that i want ta go out to work tonight, which i don't but lets face i'll be going out anyway but i am gonna be bitter about it.

One of the few downsides to being a taxi driver is that your always the bridesmaid and never the bride.

Every weekend you go to more pubs , clubs and restaurants than you care to imagine but you never actually get to go to them. you may go in sometimes but only to drag some punter kickin and screamin form the bar.

Thought even when you do get a weekend off (which is rare as hens teeth now that things are so slow) the last place you want to go is the same places you've been to 50 times during the week.

I find it so hard to drag my fat ass into the city centre even to go shopping, this wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't so many restaurants in town i am bustin to try Ginger in hope street, Beatrice Kennedy's, Deane's bistro and Mourne seafood bar.

Friday, February 27, 2009

The oddballs are out !

Well thank god that's another nightshift over, how the hell did i manage to convince myself nights where a good idea?
Ach well at least it was the first busy ish night in the last few weeks so better not whinge too much might scare the money fairy away.
The worst part of the night was being messed around at the oddessy by punters on there way back form the darts.
How the hell do they fill a 6000 seater stadium to watch darts, boned if i know fat men watchin other fat men throw little bitsa metal yeah great!

The best part of the night was the goths punks and other so called wierdos, well weird some of them may be but there also fantastic craic, never any hassle ether.

It has to be said that they are most friendly bunch your likely to pick up. (well you do get the odd one who has the whole my parents don't get me thing going on, You're 16 of course your parents don't get you i would fluckin worried if they did!).

Right better get sum shut eye

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Back on the nights

Oh well its back on the nightshift form me even if it just for a couple of nights.

Back to dealing with drunks, folks stinking of kebabs, people being sick in the back of the car and of course the taxi drivers fav the spide.

A spide another way of describing the scummy bastards who hang around the street corners of belfast with plastic bags full of glue up their sleeves. They would steal the teeth from your head to fuel their sad little existences.
Dresscode = tracksuits, sovereigns + piss-stains.
One of gods worst creations after cancer.
Still what you gonna do?

Well y not make yor own spide?
Can you tell i like nights?


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Why do i bother,

What a day.
Do you ever get one of those days that makes you wonder why you forced your fat lazy arse outta bed?

Well needless to say today was one of those days one of those days where everything bothers you even the stuff that you normally rise above without thinking about it.
Every thing got on my tits today well moobs, traffic was terrible i normally skip round this with ease driving so much you soon learn which routes are less congested ha ha not today every time i tryed to avoid the cues i just made it worse.

Also i kept gettin docket jobs which i am usually happy to get, hey its money in the bank for next weeks depot rent. Trouble is i needed cash today running real low in danger of having to watch footy in the house ( this must be avoided unless you fancy commentating and explaining whats going on). But after working from five this morning until ten forty five i have reach the grand total of £1.50 cash i swear i was ready for crying.

So being the mature grown up that i am i thought to myself sod this for a game of marbles and threw my head up and went home in a massive sulk!
Thing is though my takings has been going down for a bout 1 1/2 years now and something has to be done!

Oh well don't think it can be much worse so i am going on to nights for the rest of the week just to see if things are as bad on that shift.

But it has one advantage there little traffic at night:)


Monday, February 23, 2009

What is it about shaved heads?.

Well you would think that i having two lady's rub your head would be nothing to gripe about and i gotta admit that a head massage can be very nice.
But it cant be a pain in the arse when your driving, its shall we say just a smidge distracting!

You would think that distracting the driver as he races through the narrow streets of Belfast is not something ya would want to do. I mean sure I'm probably the world third greatest driver (1st M.Schumacher,2nd The wee woman with the big stick wifee) but like most fellas i will make mistakes if distracted. (just ask the wife)

Anyway just touchin someone without asking is just fuckin rude and even worse if they are at work, yet this happens all the time when i am out on nightshift.
I don't mind a bit of a laugh with the punters it part of what i enjoy about my job. But if i was to walk in to any bar in Belfast and start rubbing the staff shoulders or head i reckon i would be in damn hot water!!
So how about we make a deal if you don't touch me i wont break your fingers!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

About bloody time!!

Well i though it was time for my biannuial post so here it is.

Na just messin really must make the effort.

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