Because most people don’t respect the time unemployed people have, they tend to exploit it in the worst way possible. Usually, the unemployed can’t protest when they’re being used and abused simply because they are guilty of using their employed friends and family. In order to earn their keep or otherwise pay their friends back without an actual exchange of monetary goods they are often asked for “small” favors that spiral out of control to the point where it’s almost not worth rent-free accommodations, emergency loans, or unlimited access to food.
The task that’s dreaded is, of course, waking up early in the morning to give someone a ride. Mornings are absolutely agonizing for the unemployed, more so than for the employed people who have to get up to face a day of work. The unemployed don’t typically have any reason to get up early in the morning, and often avoid waking up at a decent hour by staying up all night doing absolutely nothing. However, there are times when someone’s car is in the shop, a host gets tired of seeing the unemployed drooling on the couch when they leave their place and come back, or something else comes up that requires the unemployed to be conscious about not waking up in the morning still drunk.
Whether it’s hauling around screaming nephews and nieces to school, driving someone who has just gotten their eyes dilated, or acting as a second body in a car to take advantage of morning car pool hours, being up so early with the added burden of having to be responsible is a total drag. What’s even worse is when the person being driven downplays the agony of having to sit in traffic on the drive home, mockingly saying, “I thought you people having nothing but time and patience!” They don’t realize that unemployed people have time for things when it’s at their convenience, not for someone else, even if that someone is 100% responsible for keeping the unemployed afloat. The only thing they have to look forward to is finally driving back home, raiding the refrigerator of all the most expensive gourmet foods, and going back to sleep in front of the couch if at their own home, or in the homeowner’s bed until it’s time to wake up, sit through traffic, and pick up everyone up from work, school, or walking around blindly with pupils wide open.
Tags: Driving Miss Daisy, earning their keep, free rent, running errands


It’s not the mornings I mind–so much–as the seventy-two other “little” trips in the course of the day. This post made me feel sympathized with, big-time.
Haha! This post was really entertaining for me, yet at the same time I can’t help but feel bad too. A neighbor of mine was unemployed and he drove a couple of our other neighbors to work & such for pay. He was like a private taxi driver or something. I’m sure he had fun with it though, earning quite enough for himself and still having time to relax afterwards.