back in early may i drove a 16 passenger van around town (which gave me nonstop anxiety for three days afterwards). i picked up seven richies from tulsa and drove them to the hampton inn. now, i'm not saying anything about anyone, and i ain't judgin, but i can afford the hampton inn, so it was just a strange sight to see them step down from their private plane, into their private car (with me as their chauffeur) and then be dropped at the hampton inn...by the interstate.
they were rightfully shocked and appalled that a bellhop was not at the ready. or there at all. no. no bellhop. so i carried their luggage into the hotel while the gents looked on uncomfortably as i heaved their suitcases and the ladies avoided any and all eye contact (who feels pretty).
but apparently i didn't screw it up too badly cause i got another call.
on tuesday i am to pick up a woman three hours away and drive her to a town an hour away. and then on wednesday, i pick her up and drive her into town. when the german woman told me the details and the pay i was about to decline because it really ain't that much since it isn't a holiday weekend, but then she informed me that this woman hires drivers to take her everywhere, that she hates flying, and that she's scheduled to give speeches all over the country...and that she looks like a bag lady.
and so, of course, i told the german woman that i will indeed take the job of driving 'round the bag lady.
so on tuesday i get to spend hours (three) in the car with the bag lady who gives amazing speeches. just the two of us.
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