Sat minding my own business at Preston station waiting to go home after lecture! Total stranger comes over an sits down at my table where i am trying to read my Closer magazine in peace. He then begins to tell me he started a new job two days earlier working for a charity , and patrols the streets trying to get people to donate. He tells me he needs advice (from a total stranger?!) on whether to pack it all in an go an work for his mum's catering company, or to stay on. Why dont you like it? I asked.
I get pasties thrown at me, he replied. He then tells me how passers-by throw Gregg's at him an spit on him and he repeatedly gets sworn at. he also told me he 'didnt even like charity.'
I didnt really know exactly what to say seen as I had only met him 2 minutes earlier.
He got on his train eventually after trying to read my magazine and numerous phone calls to his mother about leaving the job.
I think he was in the wrong job.
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