Fizzle

Champion

Besides him forgetting I was working one shift, and taking at least a week to reply to me emails, my new boss is awesome. He uses words like gnarly when watching action sports for work. He thinks it’s smart to try to teach me about 12 different things in the space of 5 minutes, I wonder if he knows how little information I have retained. But the yardstick of his brilliance was that for lunch today he had on his desk 12 bread rolls and a roast chicken from woolies. It made me temporarily question whether the Rod Man actually was my father. He even offered some of his lunch to me. It took me back to the days of catching a train from Strathfield to Katoomba for Winter Camp, and eating a whole roast chicken on the train, with no cutlery or serviettes.

Tristan…I await