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Old time courier life (90s):
A) Get up, bathe, or sort of bathe,
B) Call in by radio, ask for work,
C) If there's jobs on, rush like hell for the 1st one, as its gonna be a good day
D) If there's nothing, take your time rolling in, call empty from central london,
E) Get jobs, cycle all day, if its raining all day, pray its busy, or you'll be frozen
F) Lunch-time is often quiet, gather in Soho Square or Golden Square
G) All the smoke makes you think of Bob marley :))
H) Afternoon session is busiest coming to the end if the day, hopefully you earned enough
I) Last job done, start for home, slaughter all wannabees on their pricey steeds when chellenged
J) If you got a booty call, head from home to friends house, sleep over
K) Get into work next day with dead battery, swap at office, then head out
Normally, expect punctures several times a week, running into peds just as often, replacing bike or forks after major prangs, and some time off when the claret flows freely from an open leg.
All that aside, I've never ever had a better job, or one that was more fun. I'll always miss it, even though the money was never great. Also, scored alot too, as fit females like muscular legs in bike shorts, and the "I don't care" attitude to life.
Now I make enough money to support my kids, but there's no excitement in my job, no adrenalin rush from HAVING to deliver a job with 3 minutes left, and you've got 6 traffic-lights to go through, and 2 filghts of stairs. Oh yeah, and you get to race, all the time - against mopeds, other cyclists, taxis (fukem) and anybody that your mood takes.