Conference call

Had a late afternoon conference call with a notorious gobbshite in the uk who was meant to resolve some problems for the Australian team.
After about 3 seconds it became apparent, rather predictability, that the guy is a total arse and that the call was a total fucking waste of time and that the we had been signed up for a bag of bollocks.

While the call went on and on and on and on I decided to take in the views of North Sydney to remind myself that my life is actually great and somewhere out there is a cocktail with my name on it.