casual remark
about my chairdrobe.
Instant decluttering.
© Rachel Green March 2026
My flatmate Richard
tells me there's a job going
at the carpark where he works
and I apply.
An interview with Nadine
and I secure the job
Richard offers a personal recommendation
and I get a yellow vest.
I start on day shifts
Temple Street car park
open by seven AM
and close twelve hours later
a fourteen hour shift four days a week
sitting in a sunshine laden wooden cube
with a cash box and ticket machine
I learn to take abuse
and relish the one-minute-over tickets
where they have to pay the day rate.
Now the car park chain
has gone into administration
and I think of my old teammates
Whatever happened to Julie?
I never had a nervous breakdown
like I did at the next job along.
© Rachel Green March 2026
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