Hi there, For a few days now I've been thinking of the right words to say but nothing really came out right. So here is the straight forward way.
I've been asked not to work the Commonwealth bank on Wednesday mornings any more because the guy that is working it full time (when there) said “ He's losing too much money, me working there 2 hours a week.”
I must say I thought about Christmas coming and the extra sales that would come. (over Christmas time we do get great tips and on top of the Magazines we also have Calenders) So from now on I won't be going to the Commonwealth bank. I am sorry. I've gotten to meet great new people becoming friends and some I've known for over a year there as great friends and even mates. I'll miss that a lot more then the few sales I would ever get. This job gives me so much more then sales and the few dollars per magazine, It gives me the chance to meet great and wonderful people even if it is for a minute or two at a time. When people talk to me about my job, I do like saying “ I spend most of my time working with really great people.” Let's face it, there is lots of not nice people out there, but the ones that stop are good at heart. That's who I get to talk to and say “good morning” or “Have a good day” too.
So to the customers I have at the Commonwealth bank on Wednesday morning's I'm sorry I won't be there any more. I thank you for everything. The good times and the bad. You all meant so much to me when I was down the most. I am what I am now knowing you all. Yes I know I'm still a Big Issue Vendor but there is worst. Now there is a bright side to all this. I'm only two blocks away at Post Office Square. Right now I have a tear running down my check, It really is hard letting go. I will say this “Thank you, thank you for just being there”
Okay I've dried the tears and for that I'm sorry if you read my blog for good and happy stuff. So now I'll make it up by telling you one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happen from being a vendor.
Okay there I was working selling my magazines and this very nice (Hot) girl asks me if I'd like to go out for a drink after work. I may have injuries with my back and things but I'm not dead. Of course I said yes. Later that afternoon there we were having a few drinks and things are going very nicely. I even started thinking “I still got it.” Ha ha. Her hand started touching places quickly. (Now I know other guys may give me a hard time for what I'm about to write next but that's okay.) I was the one saying “hey wait a minute, let's get to know each other a bit more first” now remember this girl was very nice looking and that was very hard to say but really the right thing to say.
What can I say I was weak. An hour and a half later at her place and we were kissing and everything when the lights are turned off. ( I don't want to go into detail because kids may read) let's just say as the night went on and her pants went down there was something there that wasn't meant to be there. I knew what it was because I have one, but she shouldn't of had one. Because of injuries I can't run but I can walk really fast. Ha ha. Funny now but not at the time.
I'd like to thank everyone for there comments as it helps me more then you'll know. Thank you
Grant the Polite Guy