My mate got a BOLT job to pick up from Tir Connell apartments on Thomas Davis Street West going to Dame St.
He said a message came from the punter saying"'I'm on my way".
A few minutes later three people came out. An old lady with a traveller accent, and two blokes who may or may have been ethnic, he couldn't be sure.
First, she asks him if he could break a twenty euro note for two tens - which he did.
[This is where it got suspect].
She says in an almost rehearsed voice "Here's ten towards the fare"
No Ma, says one of the blokes I'll use me card.
Off they go down Emmet Road.
At Mount Brown service station one of the blokes pipes up that he wants smokes from the garage.
He goes up to the kiosk, and a a while comes back saying to my mate that his card was declined and would he have a fiver towards the smokes which he could add on to the final fare. He did.
As they went along Thomas Street the bloke in the front seat said he wanted to pick up his sister before heading to Dame St.
He got out and walked a few feet in front of the car then came back around to the drivers' window as if he'd forgotten something.
Then he pulled open the driver's door and grabbed the driver's wallet which was supposedly out of the way in the door pocket, along with the coin holder.
My mate couldn't release his seatbelt quick enough, and even though he was grabbing at the thief's arm causing your man to drop the wallet he couldn't undo the belt until it was too late.
The guy in the back seat didn't do a thing, just doing a runner with his mate through the side entrance of Oliver Bond Flats on Bridgefoot Street.
He was down €120 in notes, and about €40 in coins plus all his bank cards, Taxi I.D. driver's licence, etc.
Now I want you all to tell me what went wrong, and what he should do in the future. Remember this guy is a Grandad.