My wife says I’m a compulsive liar.
I think she’s just jealous that my reggae duet with Rio Ferdinand has reached number one.
So what was the answer in the end?
bobbya:
So what was the answer in the end?
Because to be a driver you have to be a low life with no prospects, friends or brains and as a result lying comes easy because drivers move in the same isolated circles day in day out this pseudo world takes on realistic proportions and the disease multiplies. Until theres a revolt we are doomed to continue believing that we are professional highly skilled people that get the job done against all the odds and despite everyone else in the chain doing their best to undermine us 
^^^ my sentiments also!!
I never used to lie, then I become a driver and very soon realised it was part of the job, I got so good I could look a person in the eye and not even flinch when I came out with the biggest porky’s, I also realised I could practise this art on my gaffers with mixed outcomes, things like “Yeah, they must have added a few inches to the road since I last went there, got through that bridge no problem then” or “Would you believe it they must have fitted those posts during the night”. Ofcourse the biggest test was the Mrs, still haven’t cracked that one, just get a couple of words out then its “LIAR” and my whole world crumbles, trouble is I’m being honest!
Franky.
Coffeeholic:
andi_cardiff:
Darb:
skids:
I suppose we all got used to lieing in our undercover jobs in the SAS before we became driversYou may think you’re joking but I actually was in the SAS before becoming a driver but I don’t like talking about it much, I would regularly patrol the Chinese border, if I had to have a night out in my tent I got £65 night out money as well as the £35 per hour wage
I had two tents and could only night out in the that was big enough to stand up in
Which guy on the balcony were you then!?
That was one crowded balcony. I’m surprised they could move to get the job done.
One of my favourites was the guy on the train one day who told me he was ex SAS, complete with the obligatory tap to the side of the nose, and his old SAS commanding officer had called him from Afghanistan because the logistics out there were in a right mess and he wanted him to go out there and sort it. He was heading out the next week. I was very impressed because it’s well known there is no finer regiment in the world than the SAS at going in under cover of darkness to stealthily sort your logistics, so good you probably wouldn’t know they had done it. I saw him on the train a couple of weeks later so presumably the mission hadn’t taken long.
Ah you must have met Radio Cheltenham ex Matthews of Yarmouth, flippin star he was going by all his tales when he retired the recruiting driver to cover the void he left must have been massive
ex para blah blah, ex SAS blah blah oh and did I mention his time at Sandhurst Blah Blah Yawn 
it is a good paying job though, where else are you going to get £750 for a 40 hour week? Add on the £35 night out money every night then the £10 a day meal allowance on top then the cleaning allowance and paperwork money, it all adds up!