Come back with me to a time in my existence when I still hadn’t gotten my act together…
At age twenty, I was shaggy haired, absent minded and addicted to rock n roll in a large way (waitaminute – I’m still shaggy haired, absent minded and into rock n roll in a big way…). I was courting a pole dancer, singing within a grotty band and telling anybody who would pay attention that I wanted to get out of the crappy little city and really make a bit of my life. I assume, in some respects I used to be a little like George Bailey of Bedford Falls, (if George Bailey was sort of a dick and made a point of claiming the ‘F’ word in every second sentence…)
To make ends meet, while I waited in frustration for George Carlin to crop up in his time travelling phone box and help me usher in a period of global peace, I worked at a couple of jobs. Particularly, one evening a week, I was employed as a Youth Worker.
To my revelation, I discovered the duty to be really fun, as well as very gratifying. Since I was an authority in all things media (having a Uni Certificate to demonstrate it), I started a project that would teach the kids all about film creation, music and the media in general.
Among my best pupils was a rather troubled boy and a hard stare and a ‘brick sh!thouse’ body. When I wasn’t pulling him off a variety of youths who may or might not have mouthed off his sister, we got along very well. After I left the job a couple of years later, we actually became firm mates. He has too become mainly close to my brother (who was also a Youth Worker for a while) and my parents.
Without a hint of sarcasm, viewing this hard, conflicted boy mature to be a polite, hard working man has been both an honour and also a privilege. Though, he floundered for a long time as he looked for work. It just appeared that there was not anything he was able to use themself to.
Then, all of a sudden, he found his trade. My friend is a completely certified bouncer, working the door at a variety of pubs, clubs, venues and bars.
So as to communicate quickly without causing too much of a fuss, bouncers like my companion frequently use Icom Earpieces. These earpieces are available in numerous forms, with 2 pin, multi pin, straight pin and high angled forms all catered for. You may also find an Icom earpiece for nearly any form of Icom radio conceivable.
There is no fuss, since the earpieces can be operated plainly and prudently and, being reinforced with Kevlar, they are every bit as hard wearing as the two-way radios they work with.
Icom has been trading in quality 2 way radio equipment since 1954, so that they know very well what they’re doing and how to make customers happy while doing it. Icom Earpieces are solid, steadfast and high spec, so it is no wonder that so many within the safety industry choose to wear them.
As for my friend, it appears like he has himself on the right track; he has found employment that he’s good for also as one that is good for him. I could have made my share of blunders back then, but I was certainly right about a few things.