Bastard
I get up and I am waiting for my lift, which is late, at 0752; when I get a text message. "No work today. Are you OK for Monday?" Well, that's dammed useful now, isn't it. After I've got up, made my sandwiches and been waiting for him to arrive for 12 minutes. I've worked 2 days this week. Now I'm thinking of looking for another job.