Caught short.

Last year I was employed by one of the biggest home improvement stores in the country, working ridiculous hours and being pushed to the limits by management who tried to convince us that the pay was great and that it was a prestigious job. It wasn’t, but I was damn good at it and I enjoyed it, rolling around southern England in 12-18 tonne lorries through streets and roads the vehicles weren’t fit for, but we were reminded that the goods had to be delivered no matter what. We dealt with shit...