Really, really annoying is the idiots that turn up late, unprepared, and hung over as fuck. Man that gets me down. You end up with deadweight passengers for as long as it takes for them to get their shit together. This used to be a real problem with the guys I knocked around with when I lived in Cape Town, fishing there is a serious business as its straight out into dangerous currents and some big ass swells, but for some or other reason part of the culture was this habit of getting absolutely hammered whilst getting ready the night before. Add that to the insane amounts of breakfast brandy these guys would consume, and 3 or 4 trips was enough for me. We were all the same age roughly, at least half of those guys are dead now.
The one time I remember it was our boss, he of the unblemished character and stellar track record as he liked to tell us frequently. You can imagine how awkward it was for us to try and get him to stop drinking the night before because we could see what was going to happen... Next morning before dawn we’re up and raring to go getting everything sorted... and this guy stumbles out looking like he would welcome a visit from the Grim Reaper, right now please. He didn’t manage to fish for a minute and sat like a wet sack of shit in the corner the entire day, in the way, on one of the only two decent chairs on board, moaning about “something I ate”.
Dick.
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