Waitangi Day

Waitangi day is a bit controversial, but it's mostly agreed that February 6th was the founding date of our country, and that everyone should get the day off to barbecue in the sun. So we did.









Visiting friends all day was the perfect way to recover from the previous night, working at Urge for a very busy sports kit theme night. It was fun, but recovering from a head cold didnt make me the perkiest person at the bar. Mind you, I did enjoy wearing the wrestling outfit, though with the new moustache and boots it made me look more like an old time strongman (albeit a very small one without barbells or muscles)

Whoops

Here at work we're right next to a particularly tricky intersection off a busy road, with the consequence that we get to see a LOT of minor accidents, about one a week. Today's one, though, was a bit upsetting.

The screech was short, the crash loud, and the swearing even louder. Brand-spanking-new Mercedes, still on dealer plates, rammed into the back of a stationary Toyota Corona. The Corona appears absolutely undamaged, not so the Merc, which lost its front bumper, folded the hood up, and is spewing coolant.

The driver of the Merc is a young guy, maybe 20 at the most, wearing overalls. Between sobs we learn that he's the car groomer at the dealership, first day on the job. And now, as he put it, he's fucked.

Someone get the man a cup of tea.