I was in Gatwick for two whole days with not a single booking. Calls Thursday morning before check in time. Checked in then nothing but time wasters. Lots of texters with dumb questions. I started to feel exhausted from hours driving in the previous 24 hours and may have missed one traveller who could only do 1 am.Friday was wanking heavy breathers, no shows, and men on my bareback blacklist. And one from AW who asked me to tell him about myself. When I replied that everything relevant is on my profile where he found me, I got a petulant, I thought we could be friends. Oh, and the Nigerian scammer that wrote in all caps and wants me to accompany him on a trip to Nigeria. My response to him was unprintable and not in English. Then this morning, day 3 I had 3 one hour bookings back to back between 10 am and 1 pm. Which covered the cost of hotel and parking. Then nothing, allowing me to drive into a nearby town, and ransack local charity shops for quirky bargains. Then one half hour this evening which covered the cost of advertising - I really went to town with advertising, but it didn't seem to make a difference.So I literally spent 3 days in Gatwick and just literally made back what I put in. At least I made that because when I went to bed last night, i was resigned to not making anything at all. And also seriously thinking I need to jack this in.What I find odd about Gatwick is that everyone that came just happens to live locally, with two driving down from Brighton to see me. No travellers, as I had thought.I'm going to pack some of my stuff into my car now. It's embarrasing how much stuff I have (LOL) so I can leave her first thing, grab brekkie at Ikeas, and then feel unbeholden to this job.
I agree that Gatwick tends to be local guys, either they work at Gatwick or they live in Crawley/Horsham. Sorry you had a crap tour there. I am off for three days there tomorrow