So two + weeks into my new Ozventure, and starting to feel a bit cheeky. But despite this budding sense of confidence, I know better than to get a big head. Cases in point:
1) Morning commutes to the Head Office: 6
- Success rate with correct exits: 65%.
- Success rate finding a place to make reasonably legal-ish U-turns: 0%.
- Instinctive feel for which exit is the “3rd after entering round-about”: 25%.
- Success rate not scraping left hand curbs, aka the passenger side: 50%.
2) Good Cuppa Joe. This is hard to find unless you want coffee that is really frothy milk with bit of espresso.
- Success rate holding up the line while asking for simple coffee–long black with cold skinny milk on the side: 90%
- Really confused Barista repeating the exact words I said back to me but as a question: 100%
3) Learning new company’s lingo.
- While on tour of produce warehouse I heard them make an announcement for all the Chinese to gather in the 3* room. I naturally asked why Woolies was segregating it’s immigrant workers, and my veg cred is now is serious jeopardy.
4) Don’t Mess with Texas.
- Had flat tire when leaving new store in Woolloomooloo. Shit. Called Aussie version of AAA and later met George the tire change man, who upon learning I was from Texas, excitedly made make-believe pistols out of his hands and yelled “bang, bang, bang, bang” and then holstered his fingers into his pants pockets. Over next few minutes, I tried to explain that not everyone in Texas is a brain-less, pro-choice for men only, gun toting yahoo.
Saddling Up in Sydney,
-s
suzymonford 