Soft cunts

...as an intermittent Blogger, it took me a while to remember 'where's that fucking button where I get to write and gob-off about stuff?' 

BUT! As you can see, I've found it! 

I'm a lonely sod... I'll admit it.. 

I had a visitor today... I don't get many, so it was a bit special. A woman from the "Community Local Health... something-or-other" oddly, I let her in and started listening to her spiel. 

I became suss when her presentation included Dr Wright (of Ray Martin Show fame) and had 'flip-chart' orientation... I talked with her for a while... She was nice, probably 50-60 y.o. Indian or 'subcontinent' descent... 

The "health" books were too expensive; I told her so. And then came the segway into "but there's another form of health; and that's the spiritual side..." 

A fucking god-botherer, eventually told me that her organisation was linked to Sanitarium, therefor The seventh day adventurers!

I told her I was an Atheist, I believed in The Force, not a supreme being... I didn't add (damn it!!) that I was trying to reconcile my Id to become a Jedi... [not that quick!] 

We discussed religion. I told her it was wicked. She said a prayer for me, I thanked her for that. I got some booklets, which I will read... one day. 

I tried to tell her my next-flat neighbour wasn't home... and closed the door. 

Yesterday,  I left home, suitcase packed, expecting a few days away... long days, good pay. After I drive up the Gillies Range, Atherton [Abernathy] is as wet as a shag on a rock... Job Start = 0900 Job Finish = 0930... 4 Hr min! 3 Hrs of driving (paid for 1) Early on-site... 4 Hrs pay... 

Today, another job! Woohoo! Meet Bla-bla on site, you'll have Young Matey meet you there at 0745... Good to go.

Pulling my boots on... [snapped a boot-lace] Phone rings... "Bla-bla rang, he says hold off. I've told young matey. He'll ring when he checks.... stuff! It's pissing down at Edmonton!" 

Stand Easy.... Rest.... [I ring Neato as I'd planned if I was werking...] 

Next one: txt: Job canned. txt back to confirm... 

"Canned. OK. Pete."

But is it OK, to keep Casual Workers [Capitals Intentional!] on hold? Boots on, keys in hand, ready to go...?

Then say No? Forget it!

I can understand the economics [vaguely] of running a business... but the Lefty in me SCREAMS 

"I was ready!" 

"I could've been on another job!"...

Y'fucking bastard... 

I'm on the fucking dole and trying NOT to be... I've got a job (that I do WELL!) and you tight-pricks won't cough-up the bills because you don't want to get wet. 

...soft. 

We are prepared to stop Traffic [Capitals Intentional] for you to do your job, in the rain, but you don't want to do your job, in the -passing- not very- heavy rain... 

But, I and "young matey" miss out on at least a 4 Hr min... because you're fucking Soft!

Made of Fairy-Floss!