And there ARE reasons for that.

3 Days out from Christmas, my manager (he with intellect and language skills rivalled only by garden tools), he who knew for 6 weeks and 6 days that I was going away on holidays, he who stated 2 weeks out from my trip that it was 'Ok' and that he would see what he could do, he who continuously asked 'have you thought more about your trip?' when I never said I was thinking about it at all. HE waited till the last 2 minutes of my shift, till 3 days out from Christmas to say 'You cant go on holidays'. AND said 'either you resign, or BP makes you go'. Forced out of work, 3 days before Christmas... for going on holidays... forgive me if I sound bitter, but after working for the company for 5 years, you do not expect to be treated like that. So I shall hereby state the following:

BP and 1RQ Riverside Quay is being run by monkeys. Much like the Church of Scientology I suppose. But please forgive the bitterness today. To make matters worse, I got booked by the police for using my phone in the car about 45 mins later. I was on the phone to a mate talking about the monkeys, and if monkeys were allowed to fire me like that. It never rains... and when it does, it rains monkeys.

In other news, the holiday was great. Spearfishing and snorkelling almost everyday. There is seriously a whole new world of creatures under the waves. Highlights? Me not being able to aim the spear gun. Me scouting for sharks every 15 seconds for the first 3 days (Ive seen Jaws, I know what happens) Seeing a massive Ray (of some sort) sitting on the bottom... it was a couple of metres long, and to me, it looked like a shark. SCARY. Seeing eagle/manta rays that were a few metres wide flying around under water. Having a school of squid come check us out and watch us, and definately one of the highlights was the way tiny little fish would swim around you and follow you around for protection. Many times a fluro coloured fish would be buzzing around my head for protection. But seriously, if a shark came, I would totally grab that little fish and throw it as a sacrifice to the shark. Protection shmection. Self preservation rules.

There have been hundreds of storys that I could share, but not only has time run out, Ive also forgotten them all. But in other news, I have been spending a bit of time preparing my old site nineteensix.com for a relaunch. This time, there are NEW writers, about 4 of us so far, and there will be plenty of space for anyone else to write too... so keep your web fingers peeled.

Hope Christmas was great, and that the new year finds you well and healthy. (And not working for a company run by monkeys)

My name is Will... and this is MY story.