The thoughts of Chairman Me

Oh, the working class
Can kiss my arse,
'Cos I've got a bludger's job at last
 
And making headlines today -
John Howard got older,

Something Happened in Iraq and -

I got a new job!

 

Yes folks, it's true; in just a few days, or weeks or whatever notice I decide to give this mob, I'll be out of here and off into the wild west to start another job. 20% pay rise (up to a level enjoyed by only the very best dumb shits in The City), more salubrious housing, four wheel drive for personal as well as work use and a benefit you just don't get in a city job - fresh meat. Yes folks, as well as cotton we've (note the possessive) also got a feedlot, as well as a small flock of sheep kept solely for domestic consumption.

As a contrast in management styles - I've been working on this place for over two years and have never been to either the owners' - or the foremans'- place socially. At the interview yesterday much emphasis was placed on the fact that it was "beers on Friday, usually here, but sometimes we go to the pub in town." When you couple this with the fact that there is broadband access in the area, how could I refuse?

The new place has less than half of the area of cotton country this place has, but it's well designed and looks to be a simple system to operate. Talking with the new boss, we agreed on most things to do with the actual farming of cotton, which will be a welcome change from here. You can't argue with results and they've got the runs on the board here when it comes to crop yield, but gees they've got some laborious ways of going about things sometimes.

 

And in sporting news over the weekend, the hotly anticipated senior's Rugby Union match between the Condamine Codgers and the Moree Broken Pizzles ended in a hard fought draw*, while Lance Armstrong rode his bicycle reasonably quickly for a while in one of them countries where they talk funny.

Before I go, I got an email today from the lovely Hooch, ( I assume that she's lovely, she does read this stuff, after all) asking for an explanation of the "kick in the nuts" reference yesterday; soon, I promise, soon.

 

*Apparently all Senior's matches finish in a draw.