Gee someones been busy with all those funny pics of me.
Thanks for brightening up my dark day.
This morning 9am I called up Superman (fat boys name for Vince) to
see if he was on, and to my surprise he replied.
Not having any buddies on CB I thought it a great opportunity
to speak with someone I dare not abuse.
Ow well, after my boring question about his morning tea, Vince
told me that he wants to give back a power supply
and scanner I got him.
Bugger, all that hard work brown nosing Vince a few months back and
putting myself in the lime light on CB as a super-guy, seem to have gone by
the wayside in one foul swoop.
Vince wanted to know how soon I could pick the gear up. (30km round trip $3 fuel)
Cringe, how embarrassing. I hope none of my enemies were listening.
I told him; "I'm busy, busy, busy working now!".
I'm not really working. Well, I'm doing work for the dole, errr like a course in age-care.
I just said that I'm "busy busy busy working" because I have gone off the idea of helping Vince,
well, gone off the idea of using Vince to help myself look good on CB in front of everyone.
As BB King sang, the [kiss up] thrill is gone.
With plenty of time off work, a fat pay out in the bank, I won't even go to
Tamworth and see my own mother on mothers day after all.
Why should I, there was nothing in it for me.
I cant believe I lied to Vince over the air on a public radio.
I should have lied to him over the phone privately instead.
Arrhh well, but that's my nature being "the devil" and all