What a bloody Unit.

Well, talk about annoying. I'm glad I'm not the only one who finds the guys from Unit to be a pair of a*holes. Unfortunately, every time I've had the misfortune of talking to these guys they have managed to totally rub me the wrong way. Now I'm usually a level headed kind of guy, not given to random outbursts of emotion but they REALLY p*ss me off.

I think I have discovered the reason. They are a satanic cult. Seriously! I think they sold their souls to Satan for the chance to be wealthy. Their bodies have been taken over by a couple of lesser Demons and now they just go around p*ssing people off. Don't believe me?? Just look at the logo.

It's a Pentacle, isn't it. The sign of the Devil Himself. And if that's not evidence enough check out all the cars with Unit stickers on them. They have all been recruited into this bunch of Units.

Oh, and if they don't like me using their logo on my blog they can go blow a goat. I always have the last word!

Sayonara. The Tow Truck Guy.

VNHDERNSAYWD

Financial Advice.

A Wednesday for me means the last day of the week. I look forward to my days off like never before. I have never had a job where, at the end of five days I feel like death warmed up. I sincerely hope I get a better job offer or, they increase my hourly rate and decrease my hours. HAH, what a joke, like any of that's going to happen.

I did meet an interesting person today, A financial advisor. If I had some finances I would now be able get advice on how not to spend it. I had a wealthy friend who once told me never to spend my own money, "Always spend someone elses money, never your own", he said. At the time I had no money of my own so I thought that was pretty good advice. I promptly replied, "That sounds good, lend me fifty bucks then".

I actually do like my job, I just hate the long hours and low pay. I get to meet a pile of interesting people from all over the planet and learn about them. Where they're from, what they do, etc. Basically a life story in a fifteen minute truck ride. Like the Spaniard who was raised in France and now lives here in Australia because it's a nice safe place. I learned something from a gentleman from the United Arab Emirates that I will share with you. The Australian made Holden Statesman is about thirty thousand dollars more expensive in Australia. Now that's messed up.

Well that's about all of my attention span used up, but I will leave you with an image I took at seven thirty this morning. It's the view from my office window.

Ciao, The Tow Truck Guy.

To kick it off.

What can a Tow Truck Driver possibly have to say?

I ask myself the same question every day. Fortunately I am not always and have not always been, a tow truck driver. I have alot to say and feel that everyone is entitled to my opinion. The question that remains is whether anyone is really interested in anything I have to say. Time will tell.

Today is Monday. Not a real good day for observations as it is a very hectic time of the week. My work week starts on Saturday and goes through to Wednesday so Monday is actually my hump day. I travel approximately 200 kilometers driving around brisbane on any given day, so i see a whole heap of wierd, wonderful and sometimes freakish stuff.

Please feel free to ask any questions you may have or just leave a comment. I love a good roasting too so go ahead and flame me if that is your desire. (You will anyway, with or without my permission).

I hope I can achieve some of my goals for this blog, one of which is not to turn it into a ranting page about the somewhat bizarre and ofttimes stupid behaviour of the Quensland branch of Idiot Drivers Inc. I'll also try not to burn your eyes with the vitriol I feel for the Lycra Clad Loosers on Bicycles Club. Even though I wish they would all just ride off a very high cliff somewhere far away.

That's about all for this introductory post. A little scattered, sorry, but still coherent I think.

Cop you later, The Tow Truck Guy.