There is a 'ripeness' pervading the air, although whether of the baby that is nearby or the aberrent father, who is wearing an odd shirt depicting an AK-47, for when you really, truly need to kill something, reminds to be seen ... but they have just moved, and the aroma has dissipated ... coincidence? I think not!
Anyway, more about me? Why not I say, why not indeed ... Got an email basically saying 'Thanks for you application, but no thanks' for the EOI position; 2 minutes later, a specialist call dropped in on me (speaking of odd coincidences) ... whilst bemused, in a retarded bemused sense, I am also irked at the coincidence!!! Wow, just looked down the train, and there are even people standing up, rocking from side to side as we pass the Trinder Park station ... of course, part of my amazement is reserved for the wry recognition that they are seats down this end of the train ... anyway ... these Spec calls are also infuriating because most often the CSR does not introduce themselves and so I am often unaware of whether I should take over calls because they do not have the required skill group, or whether they are seeking assistance with a general nature of call
Well, my smelly compatriots got off at Loganlea (who would have thought, hey?) and we are just pulling into Beenleigh, so that might do me for awhile ...
Speaking of coffee, where we stayed at Bilingel Motel was kind of really nice, so I popped around to see if we could stay another night, but apparently others had the same idea, so there was no room at the inn, as it were. Went back, chatted for awhile, and then offered to go get a coffee from the little man at the front, as there was a big industrial machine up there (as opposed to a kettle in the room). Anyway, he makes it up, gives it to me, and then says it is complimentary, as compensation (or apology) for not being able to stay with them another night! As opposed to my favourite cafe, the Amici deli, on Gympie Road. In there on Friday, having a bit of a chat, the old girl offers me a 'loyalty' card - buy 9 coffees, get 1 free - and again I refuse, saying 'If you want to give a coffee for free, that is fine, but I wouldn't want you thinking I only come here for free coffee'. To which she laughs, and scuttles off ... after all the time that I have been visiting, all the coffees that I have drunk, all the money that I have spent, this may well be the tipping point ... since the other bloke went at Christmas and has not resurfaced, the quality of coffee has plummetted, or, rather, it is no longer the way that I like it :( Oh well, back to the hunt then ... or maybe this is God's way of saying 'time to move boy'???
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