Wednesday 2:00am: “X$@%^!! X$@%^!! X$@%^!!” My iPhone alarm goes off. Damn. Gotta change that ring tone. It’s my day off, but I call-in to Kojak to see if I can work. My kids are in San Antonio for a couple
As the aforementioned one-day MTA class/final exam and multitudinous other bureaucratic obstacles really proved a bit much. Aside from the applicant who got expelled for cheating on his final exam after failing his previous try, there were others… That MTA
Ironically, I feel I’m doing more social good than I was when I was working ops in clean-tech. I actually pick up a respectable number of old and infirm who are handed-off to me by family or assisted-living facility emps.
Hey, Y’all wanted to know when I was done with the time-lapse video of my day. Well, it’s done – a 10 hour shift in 10 minutes. It’s long (I know), but still pretty bad-ass – I must admit:)
I remember my first day driving a cab. The strangest thing for me was taking money from strangers. I’ve always been bad with money and have historically felt awkward exchanging cash. So, my first day driving I had to keep
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