The time now is only three in the afternoon but it’s already been a very long day, not just for me but for my lovely hardworking daughter Meghan. She got up for her first day at work today at four fifty! She starts at eight and will be going by bus, as her new job is many miles from home. Last week she had gone to the hospital to get her ID badge. I rang two taxi companies to have a quote there and back, there was just a pound difference. I told Meghan that, “I am more than happy to take you when I am off, but would love some money towards the petrol.” I went on, “That would make it a win-win situation.”
Meghan said, “I will take the bus,” The problem with that is, it is lonely and dark where we live and fifteen minutes from the nearest bus stop. This morning I asked Meghan, “What time is the bus?” She replied, “I leave the house in ten minutes,” I looked at the clock on the wall, it was six o’clock and pitch dark. I asked, “What time do you finish?” She replied, “Eight,” So she would leave the house in the dark and return in the dark, that’s not nice.
Meghan told me, “I didn’t sleep well, I am nervous,” I told her, “No one likes their first day at work, you will be fine,” She said, “I feel queasy,” I asked, “Have you eaten?” She said, “Yes, I forced down a piece of toast,” She’d already made her baguette sandwich from last night.
I said to Meghan, “As I’m off today, I will take you and pick you,” She said, “Thank you.”
I then addressed the issue of safety, and said, “I don’t think it’s wise to walk that far in the dark at six in the morning, I think you should take a taxi to the bus station, and to do the same when you arrive back home at the bus station,” But she said, “I can’t afford a taxi, and I don’t know what time they will eventually arrive,” I said, “With a normal taxi you book the exact time you want them to pick you up, not like the one on your app, where you book it and then track its journey for twelve minutes, until it arrives at our door.”
It’s a worry, then she said, “I Blame Rich,” I knew what she meant and I said, “I blame Rich too!”
Meghan had spent a lot of money on driving lessons with rubbish Rich! He was quick to recommend her paying him in bulk and then he’d be off sick, or had no child care and had to look after their children. Many lessons were missed, put on hold, promised, doubled lessons booked and then cancelled until the day of the driving test. Meghan was devastated when she failed. I personally think he took advantage of her because she is young, if she was in her forties or fifties, and NOT shy, she would have given him a piece of her mind, or if his student was an Accountant, and calculated every single penny, for each lessons had and NOT had, so he got rich from her naivety, therefore he is NOT my favourite person!
So today instead of driving herself to work, she was losing more sleep, getting up very early and walking in the dark on long, lonely roads to get to the bus stop in the rain and get on the bus! She gave him hundreds and hundreds of pounds and she has got nothing to show for it. I had said to her when he kept cancelling, and making excuses, “When you pass, give him bad feedback!” She replied, “I will.” But she didn’t pass, for she then had to go to university. Then while she was away at university, she took driving lessons and loved it, only to be told one day by her instructor, “I have changed my car to an automatic!” So that ended that!
It’s a stressful time for me, Meghan and Paul, she starts at seven thirty tomorrow morning. I have told her, “As I’m off I will take you.” For free.
It’s good to drive, it gives you freedom, warmth, safety and gets you generally quicker to your destination. Hopefully after she starts to earn, she will, I am sure have lessons again, and put the bad experiences of Rip-off, Rubbish, R$CH behind her.