Before heading out to Elizabeth Park in a few hours, just wanted everyone to know that I got a new job at Metro Express Cab Company which begins tomorrow.
Some of the iffy parts of my former cab job in 2001 are still there: 60 hour work weeks, and if you're standing waiting for a fare, you're not paid by the hour. I certainly hope it's a bit different than '01 was, where I had to live off the tips and bring home a weekly paycheck that rarely exceeded $110.
But obviously, I became more schooled in personal public relations between then and now. The owner's father-in-law was sold on me from the very beginning, and said he campaigned months to get me on board. Unfortunately for now, it has to be as a driver, and I wisely made the decree that I go to day shift. Developing night blindness (which is something my late mother had) results in an inability to see street sign and house number details too well. True, I could circle around several times, but why look like an idiot when I don't have to?
Potential fares need not worry however; the night blindness doesn't affect my ability to see where I'm going - unless it rains. Another reason to go day shift!
At this rate, my body could use a sit-down job. True, it's still not in my career field and it's not in a cubicle either, but sitting down is sitting down. Plus, you meet all sorts of people, and variety plays a huge role in my liking of a job. I get bogged down by never-ending routines from punch-in to punch-out.
Wish me luck, everyone!
