And another thing. I really need to get a printer on my desk, rather than have to use the shared one in the common area. Today, I was silly enough to print my medical record for filing at home. As I pressed the ‘print’ thingy, my phone rang and, because of the resultant conversation, I forgot that I’d pressed the ‘print’ thingy. Then, about a half an hour later, Stuart dropped my printout on my desk, a pleasant smile on his face. ‘I think this is yours’, he said.
The top page was my most recent history, the one with ‘query gonorrhoea’ plastered all over it (twice).
Another reason to look for another job.
Then, when I got home from work tonight Gary was already there, waiting for me. I’d left a key out for him, and he was sitting out the back, smoking something sweet-smelling and sipping a beer. He was really pleased to see me. Soon after, Agnes joined us. She thought he was a scream. Had quite a fun evening with the three of us talking about all sorts of out-of-left-field things. On the one hand Gary is quite dumb, but on the other hand he can be quite profound. He loves watching the footy. He was commenting on how footballers never had mental health or personal issues when he was younger. They just trained and turned up on Saturdays and played football. Now clubs are always wrapping their arms around players, and he doesn’t get that. He also said he was watching The Bold and the Beautiful today while he was waiting for us. Said he’d never seen so many bold women. Also, he said the weather prediction was for some rain in the morning and again in the afternoon. He said why don’t they just say it’s going to rain all day. Isn’t it going to rain at lunchtime?
Later, Gary was telling Agnes a bit about his trip, how he grows his crop in a hollow on a nearby oblivious neighbour’s property, and how he and Trevor have to carry water on their backs and go and water it each day in the summer. He said it’s hard work. Also, something about his spare tyre when he drives to Broome, but I really didn’t want to know. Happy to have you here for the night, Gary, but please go away again tomorrow.
I gave him $1000 before I went to bed. He asked Agnes and me how many eggs we’d like for breakfast in the morning, as he was getting them out of the fridge and putting them next to the stove ready. How would I know? Ask me tomorrow.