Boris said I had to come into the office on Monday - you see, I told you shouldn't have mentioned it yesterday - something about IT needing to do something with the software on my laptop. Then she corrected herself quickly by saying it was a public holiday on Monday, so I had better come in on Tuesday.
"It's a public holiday on Monday?" I question. Really, I had no idea what it was. I was quite surprised at the suggestion.
"Yes, it's Australia Day," says Boris.
"Oh, are we still doing that," I respond.
"Yes," says Boris.
I guess we have to give the white conservatives a day to do something with their Australia flags and their Southern Cross tattoos, I thought.
I didn't say it, so there's a gold elephant stamp for me, you know because the conservatives don't like being called, ah, er, racists.
Funny how you can be one thing, but not like to be called what you are. They hold racist ideas, or ideals, and yet they don't like being called racist? What does that say? They know deep down it is wrong? And they are just too selfish, or stupid to do anything about it?
People are funny.
And it was probably a little too political for work conversation.
Funny how you can have a national day that only a certain percentage of the population celebrate, it doesn't really make it a national day, now does it, no matter how you look at it.
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