Thank yooouuuuuuu at this point, imma gonna tattoo that shit onto my forehead.
Or Sharpie it onto my mask. ("I’m not wearing this b.c I’m sick! Quit treating me like a goddamn leper; I’m doing this to be nice to the [del]old fogies/ignorant dumbasses[/del] people like you.)
Sorry. Back to O.P.
Is there nothing like Uber or Lyft over on your side o’ da pond? Ridesharing is pretty common in big cities here; do the Brits have Ouber or some similar?
That’s a sad attempt at an “o vs ou” joke. Humor and humour. Don’t laugh, it just encourages me.
O.P. my caveat in all seriousness is this: it can suck big ol’ donkey balls to try and get a job when you’re an old-ass grown-ass adult without a recent work history. You have to have a stellar, I mean star-studded shiny, brilliant answer to the following:
“Why the fuck should I hire you, when nobody else has hired you in … squints <mumble> Jesus on a jackrabbit, how long now? </mumble> well, it seems nobody’s wanted you in decades. Can’t see how we’d be the lucky ones, snagging you after all this time. Heh. Bit of sarcasm there, lad. Ehrm, sir, of course; not lad. Ehrm. Well, then, sir. Nobody else wants to hire ya; we don’t either. Good day!”
And off you go, into the rubbish bin wi’ your application. You see, you never got a chance to say anything, did you?
You won’t.
So that is what you’re up against, and it’ll get worse the longer you go without a job and with no good reason why not so keep that in mind.
(My apologies to Brits the world 'round. It was my best attempt at your accent, based mostly on Hyacinth Bouquet and way too much John Oliver lately.)