Damn it's hot!
It is what I call eyeball drying weather. 40° C + .
As soon as I step out of my unit, the thin film covering my eyeballs instantly dries up, and I can't blink. Nice.
The taxi ride to the airport was interesting. New driver, and the conversation went a little bit like this.....
Hey there, you off on holiday.
No, I'm off to work.
Oh, where do you work?
Out near the Moomba gas fields.
Oh, I know a guy out there, do you know Barry?
I only know one Barry, was the barry you are talking about a bit of an idiot?
No, the Barry I'm talking about was some one I dated for a long time. He's dying of cancer now and I loved him dearly.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause.........
How do you like driving for this company, you're new aren't you?
I love it. The last company were complete arseholes. My new bosses make sure I'm ok, and ring me everyday to check up on me, even on my day off.
Oh....
Yeah. I got attacked on my last week at the other job, and my boss didn't believe me.
Oh..... I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause.........
Taxi driver then proceeds to talk me through her depression symptoms.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause......
Taxi driver then proceeds to talk me through her menopause symptoms.
Very awkward pause.......
Meanwhile, she stops at a servo for petrol.
Then she stops at another servo for credit for her mobile phone.
She gets me to put the credit thingy on her phone while she drives.
When that's done, she proceeds to make several calls on her phone, with no hands free set.
Meanwhile, I'm stressing out that I'm going to miss my plane, cos she had to detour from my normal route (80km the entire way with no traffic lights) to friggin main north road in peak hour.
And then, she detours again to pick up another taxi driver, and detours again to take him home.
Arrrgggghhhh..............
As soon as I step out of my unit, the thin film covering my eyeballs instantly dries up, and I can't blink. Nice.
The taxi ride to the airport was interesting. New driver, and the conversation went a little bit like this.....
Hey there, you off on holiday.
No, I'm off to work.
Oh, where do you work?
Out near the Moomba gas fields.
Oh, I know a guy out there, do you know Barry?
I only know one Barry, was the barry you are talking about a bit of an idiot?
No, the Barry I'm talking about was some one I dated for a long time. He's dying of cancer now and I loved him dearly.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause.........
How do you like driving for this company, you're new aren't you?
I love it. The last company were complete arseholes. My new bosses make sure I'm ok, and ring me everyday to check up on me, even on my day off.
Oh....
Yeah. I got attacked on my last week at the other job, and my boss didn't believe me.
Oh..... I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause.........
Taxi driver then proceeds to talk me through her depression symptoms.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Awkward pause......
Taxi driver then proceeds to talk me through her menopause symptoms.
Very awkward pause.......
Meanwhile, she stops at a servo for petrol.
Then she stops at another servo for credit for her mobile phone.
She gets me to put the credit thingy on her phone while she drives.
When that's done, she proceeds to make several calls on her phone, with no hands free set.
Meanwhile, I'm stressing out that I'm going to miss my plane, cos she had to detour from my normal route (80km the entire way with no traffic lights) to friggin main north road in peak hour.
And then, she detours again to pick up another taxi driver, and detours again to take him home.
Arrrgggghhhh..............
posted by mogcat | 4:42 PM
1 Comments:
Cathryn you have an incredibly great writting style and make the most normal and mundane things sound so interesting...
Your normal life makes mine sound boring!
And I actually thought you were talking about a male taxi driver at first, it kinda threw me.
I love reading your blog and would like to be able to catch up with you and have a chin wag when you are next home... if you want to that is? Keep well, lea.
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