strawberry soy milk
ahhh cruisey days workin for aus post. takin a 15min break from sorting this morning, i sat back and observed the routine of this large hairy man ive grown very used to the sight of... he has a meat pie and a can pepsi at 7:30am, followed by a can of red bull (and often a second one) and a bottle of powerade. all this, everyday without inculding danishes/sweet pastries. phwooah! now *thats* a diet huh?
delivered random mail all over chatswood and willoughby today, over the crest of alleyne st over near castle cove, the air grew thick with smoke and i saw my first first bushfire smokin' it up over the horzon, it was prolly close to frenches forest/terrey hills.
the girls at work talked me into meeting them at the taaaaavern mayte for drinks after work. i turned up and got a tall glass of water on ice from the bar thinking "ive lived down the road all my life... but ive never been in this pub before".
i chatted with one of the older postmen for a lil bit, who walked over to greet me from a small group of men slurping down a beer. i mentioned im only dropping by for a water on my way to see a head doctor. the conversation was a little stale... he talked of his 30+ years of working at the delivery facility, i smiled lots and giggled. hes always been nice and non freaky at work, but of course after a couple drinks he gets a lil bit loose. hed go to make physical contact with me and then quickly pull back and get embarrased, haha silly goose! we joked about me packing him into my bike and him coming along to my head doctor with me... i said there was only one chair there and hed have to sit on the floor... he said thats fine and then i said "oh but wait, there a flower pot!" and he joked about flowers up his bum or something and then went and asked oh so cheesily about sitting on laps and then he realised i was losing my comfort zone replying with "hmmm, not sure, where are the toilets round here?"
haha hes an adorable oldie all up
hugged nat + shaz goodbye and zoomed off through peak hour traffic into the city to see my old man doctor... uuurg! sydney traffic can get sooooooooooo ugly. being on a bike tho you kind zoom zoom zoom through the middle of it, and i managed to make it to the city perfectly in good time (so i thought)
got into the lift and pressed level 7, doors opened and there he was, the wonder doctor himself...entering the lift with his brown leather old man doctor bag... (shit!) he apologized muchly and said i was booked in for 5pm not 6pm... (fuck!)
ooops.
delivered random mail all over chatswood and willoughby today, over the crest of alleyne st over near castle cove, the air grew thick with smoke and i saw my first first bushfire smokin' it up over the horzon, it was prolly close to frenches forest/terrey hills.
the girls at work talked me into meeting them at the taaaaavern mayte for drinks after work. i turned up and got a tall glass of water on ice from the bar thinking "ive lived down the road all my life... but ive never been in this pub before".
i chatted with one of the older postmen for a lil bit, who walked over to greet me from a small group of men slurping down a beer. i mentioned im only dropping by for a water on my way to see a head doctor. the conversation was a little stale... he talked of his 30+ years of working at the delivery facility, i smiled lots and giggled. hes always been nice and non freaky at work, but of course after a couple drinks he gets a lil bit loose. hed go to make physical contact with me and then quickly pull back and get embarrased, haha silly goose! we joked about me packing him into my bike and him coming along to my head doctor with me... i said there was only one chair there and hed have to sit on the floor... he said thats fine and then i said "oh but wait, there a flower pot!" and he joked about flowers up his bum or something and then went and asked oh so cheesily about sitting on laps and then he realised i was losing my comfort zone replying with "hmmm, not sure, where are the toilets round here?"
haha hes an adorable oldie all up
hugged nat + shaz goodbye and zoomed off through peak hour traffic into the city to see my old man doctor... uuurg! sydney traffic can get sooooooooooo ugly. being on a bike tho you kind zoom zoom zoom through the middle of it, and i managed to make it to the city perfectly in good time (so i thought)
got into the lift and pressed level 7, doors opened and there he was, the wonder doctor himself...entering the lift with his brown leather old man doctor bag... (shit!) he apologized muchly and said i was booked in for 5pm not 6pm... (fuck!)
ooops.