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Yesterday a very amusing thing happened when I was taking my dog Molly (English setter-see photo above) for her morning walk. Across the road from where I live I saw this guy stop his motorbike and take off his helmet. He looked at me in a way that I could see he wanted to ask me something. I presumed he was a delivery driver about to deliver food and he was not quite sure which house he needed to go to. That was what I thought, but I was wrong.
“Hello, can I ask you something please?”
“Yes of course.”
“Do you think I should go to work today or not?”
I laughed out loud (LOL) when he asked me this because I wasn’t expecting this question at all.
“What is your job?” I asked him.
“I’m a food delivery driver.”
“I thought so. Well, do you need to go to work today? Aren’t they expecting you?”
“No, I haven’t confirmed yet that I am available to work today and there are plenty of other guys who can do the jobs in my area.”
“But won’t you be out of pocket?”
“No, I’ve been raking it in recently doing lots of overtime. And I could really do with a day off. On the other hand, I don’t think it will go down very well with my girlfriend if I just go home and get in her way.”
“Right, I see what you’re saying. My wife is the same. Your girlfriend needs her own space and you out of the house, right?”
“Yes, exactly. She’s got rather a lot on her plate at the moment with health and work problems. She says I don’t pull my weight with things that need doing around the flat, so I’d rather not be there.”
“Or go to work?
“Work not your cup of tea?”
“I can understand that.”
“What do you suggest I do instead?”
“It’s a lovely day today, so why don’t you take your motorbike for a fast run up the M1 motorway? See where it takes you.”
“Oooh what a fantastic idea; thank you so much.”
“Pleasure, but remember not to do anything rash like give up your job.”
“Or my girlfriend?”
He (I never asked him his name) then put his helmet back on, turned his motorbike round the other way and drove off, waving me goodbye with his left hand high in the air.
What a great bloke!
Molly, my dog, sat patiently throughout this strange, but heart-warming conversation.
I had a spring in my step the rest of the morning.