Sam's not working today. He's got a mental health day because they have all been working especially hard on a new project. They all got the day off.
Yeah, yay, good for him, there should be more mental health days for everyone. It's nice that successful companies give a bit to their employees.
Having said that, Sam hasn't stopped yapping on all morning. He got a tax bill he's unhappy with and now he has been talking about that endlessly, when I say endlessly, I'm not sure I am conveying the real meaning of it.
Down with the govt, down with the system, how could this happen? Woe is me!
I joked, you sound like you'll be voting for Pauline Hanson next.
He smiled cheekily, and replied it will be One Nation all the way at the next election.
The party that has no answers.
They couldn't do any worse. (that is so often the political intellect of Pauline Hanson voters)
We both laugh.
He's funny.
Voting for Pauline Hanson? It's a baffling development. Pauline Hanson is ugly Australia. Why would anyone want to vote for the ugliest aspects of Australia by voting for her. She has never done one thing for Australia, other than whinge and complain to bring the attention back to her.
You know all parties get paid per vote received once they get over a certain threshold, I still reckon that is the reason she does it.
Anyway, now Sam is trying to organise me into doing something for the day. He's talking about grocery shopping. Oh, yes, spoil me, let's do that.
I shiver with anticipation.
No comments:
Post a Comment