Remedial Assistance animals and the French General

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Date: 01 March 2005 06:17:07

Some days you see things that make you do a double look. Like the other day we had a exhibition that is a little out there. It is a Adult Lifestyle exhibition with the emphasis on the word ADULT. I am not sure if am being too subtle here gentle reader but feel free to read between the lines. It brings out all sorts of people. This year we did not have any protestors which is rare. Due to objection due to faith and so on I don't work this event. But this year I did at least help with the lines. It truly does bring out all sorts. This one chap I had to walk past twice because I did not think I was seeing what I was seeing. He had a bird on his shoulder. That's right a very much alive parrot* who decided that his owners shoulder was also the toilet. I called my colleague HE and asked about our animal policy so HE had the pleasant task of talking to toilet shoulders. HE asked the very classy chap if the parrot* performed some remedial task ala seeing eye parrot. When he said no he is my friend. It was explained we have a strict no pet policy and unless the parrot performed some sort of remedial aid based task ala seeing eye parrot he would have to leave. Which he quite happily did and returned without the parrot*.

We had a Travel dealy on the other day and I am in the midst of organising the flights for the trip I am taking in June. The worship team from my church have been accepted at our denomination's global conference. I am going as a delegate to the conference and they will be playing the late night events for youth. I am helping out with tour manager and general hanger on and well wisher. I usually do pretty well at those last two. I got a quote from a travel agent and he was at the dealy. I rocked up to see him and he was serving other people. I had never seen him and all previous contact was via email and phone. I asked his colleague who he was which she then pointed out. As I moved closer I did not see her whisper in his ear. I stood a little back and checked out the room as I was about to take control as Hava was leaving for the day and thus giving me control. I turned around and he kept looking at me and looked a little freaked out. He asked in a timid voice what had he done wrong. I said "sorry?" "aren't you security". "No No" I said I just wanted more details on a quote you gave me. He seemed very relieved. I really don't think I am menacing in appearance but people always think i am security it called be the walkie talkie. I didn't even have the ear piece on. It proves that everyone has something to hide and we all have that bit of guilt in each of us. Being a good Church person i went to another travel agent to see if i could get myself a better deal. The other travel agent was there and surprised to see me. She did not recognise me and told me i look a lot more impressive. I did not know if this was a compliment or not. It is amazing what a suit does for some of us. I think i am one of those guys who is suited to suits. Speaking of suits i was asked to be grooms man at the wedding of "the Police State". Which was a massive compliment my fellow grooms guy is the curate from the curate's dregs so it promises to be a fun time had by all.

On the way to daily callisthenics where we perform exercises together just like Japanese factory workers. Well we don't actually have callisthenics but we have a morning briefing where the event managers and the operational team meet every morning to discuss that day's events. I was just about to get up and there was a knocking on the door. I thought who could that be probably just some house keeper wanting to check my bins. I will get my self ready and grab my paperwork, radio and mobile and put it all in my jacket. A floorie's jacket is a lot like the utility belt of a super hero. We stash heaps of things in the eventuality of ebbing asked for a bit of blutack or some such thing. SO after say about thirty seconds I get to the door and it's the french general our general manager. I suddenly felt a bit bad for leaving him there for thirty seconds. He didn't seem to mind and was on the way to greet the freak and congratulate the freak for his birthday at the centre which is today. It's a little like getting a telegram from the queen for turning 100 but a lot less regal and non queen like.

Til next time make sure that seeing eye bird is wearing a nappy,

Chops

* Not actually a Parrot but another type of bird. Identity of bird protected for it's own sake.