My opinions on matters of the day that, generally, have pissed me off. Being described as a 'Surly Curmudgeon', by those who meet me on a good day, I have a poor regard for the human species. This is my place for my free speech- not bloody yours. Crap under your own rock.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
'Twas a cold & stormy night...
It is as I'm writing this!
The wind is howling and the rain is driving down.
Some poor sods have to go out and work in this stuff. Me being one of them.
Funny how I hate working outside in ordinary miserable weather, but find working in a storm quite enjoyable. Most of the job involves driving around down farm tracks and unsealed access roads (so it's inside, after a fashion) with the odd dash through the rain to check a gauge or bit of machinery. A couple of hours of that, then I can stay inside at the plant and watch the weather happen via telemetry.
If only it didn't invove 6am starts!
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