High point 7am start 1pm finish door to door.
Low point massive domestic on the m25 at 7.30!
It was a rainy Monday, a week before payday and we took over 250.
All in all, it's way better than any proper job I've ever had.
But it has made me question my fellow man, why the fook would anybody have a lamb samosa at 8 am when there are bacon rolls? Why do grown men buy kinder eggs? Why do women refuse to tell you their age until they get past 65 when they won't shut up about it?