I’m in my first few days of working here (Feast Ratchakru). I work every day. Before this, I sold snow cones with my push-cart near Bang Ken. Then when Covid broke out, nobody wanted to risk eating shaved ice on the street, and I didn’t want to risk being among people. At times like this, I think being employed is already a blessing. Luckily, I’m the type of person that eats one meal per day and has no family to feed. A bottle of M150 at night is good enough for me.
I work 7 days a week, no weekends. I have to take a pay cut if I need a break. I live in Din Daeng with my daughter. I gotta be on the bus at 6 and be here by 7, and then work until 6 in the evening. I’m originally from Nakorn Panom. I really wanted to be a soldier when I was young, but the corruption was so bad back then, and they replaced my name with someone else’s on the list. So, I drove golf carts for the farangs in Phuket for years before I came here. I’ve been working here in Ari for 11 months now. I’ve never had a day-off.