When my Prince lost his second job, he decided to drive a taxi while he waited for the next door to be opened. He went for his taxi licence and started driving a London taxi at the Sydney airport. The first few weeks were not easy as he had to teach himself how to find the fastest route to the various suburbs. He who was used to the comfort of his media office had to make do with his new office behind the wheels. He had to leave home at 3am if he wanted to make some good money before midday. He had late nights and sometimes came home after midnight. It was a difficult time away from his family. 

One thing I observed was that my Prince gave his best during this time. He always dressed impeccably and was always on time ... I nicknamed him “job owner “He did not waste that season in his life to complaining and feeling sorry for himself. He did this for four months and God opened the door for his current job.You know what my dear friends, the taxi season was a preparatory season for his current job.