One of the worst jobs I ever done was to drop an envelope with money in it up to Cork prison.
This woman’s son had no money in his tuck shop account and wanted to top it up by 20 quid.
Thought I could hand it to some screw and feck off.
Na, had to queue up like everyone else, sign some form that I handed money over, searched and then I couldn’t go out the door I came in.
Never again