And life has returned to normal with a humongous bang!
One traffic light dead. Twenty minutes of my life wasted there. Just because the local government is just as useless, if not more useless than the National government. It’s called maintenance people. Just a little maintenance and you will not have dead robots everywhere – dead robots that affect the economy.
But hey. They’re not worried. Regardless of if the robots are working, or if there are holes in the road, they still get their property tax. Makes no difference to them how happy or unhappy you are. As long as they get money, it’s all good. They get to drive around in big black cars, live in big mansions on the hill and spend my hard earned cash on their dreams, but not much else.
Nice to live in this country.
Something else they managed to screw up. IN the old days, you would get your licence. It would be printed in your ID book, and it would be yours for life, unless you do something to have it removed. Alas. The new government in all it’s infinite, dubious wisdom, decided that you will have to renew your licence every 5 years. I suppose somebody’s sister’s aunt got hold of a laminating machine or a laminating company and so we have to pay good money every 5 years to have a new little card to show that you can drive. Not only good money, but you have to take a whole day if you are going to renew your licence. Not a question of running in an out once to get it done. A whole day people. Hence my trepidation. I had applied for my licence, it expired in 2006. I applied again, that expired in 2011. I have applied yesterday again. So I was kind of apprehensive as to the mechanics of these things, but luckily nothing untoward happened. Good government hard at work.
Back at work today, applied for two relatively high powered positions again this morning – may the Heavens be smiling upon me today and maybe, just maybe, my life could sort of move into some direction other than down.
To end with, some ditzy definitions…
Arbitrator ar’-bi-tray-ter: A cook that leaves Arby’s to work at McDonald’s.
Avoidable uh-voy’-duh-buhl: What a bullfighter tries to do.
Baloney buh-lo’-nee: Where some hemlines fall.
Bernadette burn’-a-det: The act of torching a mortgage.
Burglarize bur’-gler-ize: What a crook sees with.
Control kon-trol’: A short, ugly inmate.
Counterfeiters kown-ter-fit-ers: Workers who put together kitchen cabinets.
Eclipse i-klips’: what an English barber does for a living.
Eyedropper i’-drop-ur: a clumsy ophthalmologist.
Heroes hee’-rhos: what a guy in a boat does.
Left Bank left’ bangk’: what the robber did when his bag was full of loot.
Misty mis’-tee: How golfers create divots.
Paradox par’-u-doks: two physicians.
Parasites par’-uh-sites: what you see from the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Pharmacist farm’-uh-sist: a helper on the farm.
Polarize po’-lur-ize: what penguins in Antarctica see.
Primate pri’-mat: removing your spouse from in front of the TV.
Relief ree-leef’: what trees do in the spring.
Rubberneck rub’-er-nek: what you do to relax your wife.
Seamstress seem’-stres: describes 200 pounds in a size two.
Selfish sel’-fish: what the owner of a seafood store does.
Subdued sub-dood’: a guy, that works on one of those submarines.
Sudafed sood’-a-fed: bringing litigation against a government official