Strangers on a train.
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zotzImagine, if you will:
A man is sitting on a train, on his way home. He is complaining about the situation to a woman in his arms. Their relationship may or may not be a longstanding one. They both look to be somewhere in their thirties.
He's walking a bit about his work. He gets on well with Andy, his boss, although apparently not everyone does, and likes the fact that it's a productive job, doing something that matters.
He's upset about recent events in Kabul. Aid workers have been shot. This obviously is something most people would be at least a little perturbed by, but he has special reasons to be annoyed. He wants to go to Kabul, and he wants to go professionally. While normally relatively safe (at least compared to the rest of Afghanistan), Kabul is now officially Most Dangerous again, back to Category One, so he definitely won't be able to go unless he takes a special course. It's a residential course, that takes six days and costs several thousand pounds, and the outfit he works for has a budget for two people to go on this course. The trouble is - Greg.
Greg has already taken this course with a view to going to Iraq, but after blowing half the budget on this has decided he's not going, allegedly because his girlfriend doesn't want him going to such a dangerous place. What, our friend wants to know, was Greg thinking of, blowing half the budget on the course before thinking about whether he'd actually be able to go there?
Still, Greg has other problems. It's particularly funny that Greg is at that very moment going home by bus, while his erstwhile bandmates generally go home by limo. Apparently one of them phoned him recently to ask how he was doing and what he was up to. After talking for a while, Greg asked where his mate was. "Oh, we're in Berlin. We're supporting the Rolling Stones tonight."
It turns out that telling them he was off because "this band isn't headed anywhere" wasn't such a good idea. Still, it takes the edge off our friend having to put up with the effects of Greg's budgetary shenanigans.
It's amazing the things you overhear on public transport, isn't it?
Addendum : We are agreed that Greg did the right thing in leaving. Millions not now born will not be cursing his memory.
A man is sitting on a train, on his way home. He is complaining about the situation to a woman in his arms. Their relationship may or may not be a longstanding one. They both look to be somewhere in their thirties.
He's walking a bit about his work. He gets on well with Andy, his boss, although apparently not everyone does, and likes the fact that it's a productive job, doing something that matters.
He's upset about recent events in Kabul. Aid workers have been shot. This obviously is something most people would be at least a little perturbed by, but he has special reasons to be annoyed. He wants to go to Kabul, and he wants to go professionally. While normally relatively safe (at least compared to the rest of Afghanistan), Kabul is now officially Most Dangerous again, back to Category One, so he definitely won't be able to go unless he takes a special course. It's a residential course, that takes six days and costs several thousand pounds, and the outfit he works for has a budget for two people to go on this course. The trouble is - Greg.
Greg has already taken this course with a view to going to Iraq, but after blowing half the budget on this has decided he's not going, allegedly because his girlfriend doesn't want him going to such a dangerous place. What, our friend wants to know, was Greg thinking of, blowing half the budget on the course before thinking about whether he'd actually be able to go there?
Still, Greg has other problems. It's particularly funny that Greg is at that very moment going home by bus, while his erstwhile bandmates generally go home by limo. Apparently one of them phoned him recently to ask how he was doing and what he was up to. After talking for a while, Greg asked where his mate was. "Oh, we're in Berlin. We're supporting the Rolling Stones tonight."
It turns out that telling them he was off because "this band isn't headed anywhere" wasn't such a good idea. Still, it takes the edge off our friend having to put up with the effects of Greg's budgetary shenanigans.
It's amazing the things you overhear on public transport, isn't it?
Addendum : We are agreed that Greg did the right thing in leaving. Millions not now born will not be cursing his memory.
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Date: 2004-06-04 07:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 07:08 am (UTC)What was the name he gave to the course? I can't remember it now. I knew I should have taken notes.
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Date: 2004-06-04 07:15 am (UTC)Perhaps I'm being blind, but I can't see where you've mentioned who it will appeal to!
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Date: 2004-06-04 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 07:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 07:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 07:38 am (UTC)E.
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Date: 2004-06-04 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 07:20 am (UTC)http://www.iorr.org/tour03/berlin.htm
I don't think you mean them.
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Date: 2004-06-04 07:32 am (UTC)Having said which, try looking at the other dates . . .
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Date: 2004-06-04 08:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 08:14 am (UTC)Not that there aren't known to be several bands of that name, of course.
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Date: 2004-06-04 08:24 am (UTC)Duh.
Date: 2004-06-06 06:59 am (UTC)I'm quite clearly totally lost. I've just looked through all the German tour dates on the page that Paul linked to, and have yet to see anything else apart from AC-DC. I can guess what I ought to have seen. I just can't see it.
Duh again.
Date: 2004-06-06 07:04 am (UTC)Re: Duh again.
Date: 2004-06-07 03:26 am (UTC)Not that he'll ever read this
Date: 2004-06-04 08:19 am (UTC)Re: Not that he'll ever read this
Date: 2004-06-04 08:29 am (UTC)Do I sound like I'll believe it when I see it? :-)
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Date: 2004-06-06 08:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-04 08:23 am (UTC)Speaking of which, have we got anywhere with recruiting a new
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Date: 2004-06-04 08:27 am (UTC)So, no, in short. But now that you've reminded me, I'll try to do it over the weekend.
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Date: 2004-06-07 02:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-07 10:04 am (UTC)Are you at all amused?
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Date: 2004-06-08 02:05 am (UTC)