snappy white van?
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Today I had to rush home at lunchtime to pay the boiler repair man. Our boiler had a ripped membrane (I kid you not). As I was there, I sort of daydreamed about having his job. He works alone, nobody breathing down his neck, gets to be out of the office, messes about with mechanical things, visits different places every day and drives a snappy white van. I have no idea what he earns, but he charges a fortune so I presume he earns a decent salary. Regrettably, he could hardly articulate a complete sentence and had awful hands and nails. However, it must be fun to work outside of an office...