Friday Night Darks

Friday night is mince night at the Tarps household, has been for years and will be for years to come. Which means the congregated masses turn out in their Friday worst, as opposed to Sunday best; whatever dark, uncherished, old and preferably mince coloured tops as the faithful can find in the depths of their wardrobe. This is of course because the Old Man’s mince, whilst delicious, is also incredibly sloppy. It also goes admirably well with a dark ale, hence the title, though I prefer the old man’s unequalled pale ale for which even Thomas Cooper could not contend with. This is ironic given that it is made from a Coopers pale ale homebrew kit! Friday night has recently also become a time for me to try and recount the innumerable job applications I have sent forth to the wild blue yonder, and to match up each app with the equally numerous emailed rejections. As I only tell the olds about the most promising jobs, they in fact at times remember jobs that I’ve forgotten! Even now I’m harkening to my webmail to see if a job in Bunbury has a corresponding rejection email. I’m fairly sure it has otherwise I wouldn’t have deleted it out of my seek saved applications box. Ahhhh too many boxes. Now the reader has a glimpse of the confusion that is my marathon job hunt! To add contradiction to confusion I recently got bounced for a dialysis tech job that I got an interview for last year. This is despite using the exact same cover letter and resume, updated to include the degree! WTF!? Perhaps they remembered me from last year and realised that an uncaring bastard such as I should not be in any sort of healthcare position whatsoever though I maintain that’s EXACTLY who should be in healthcare. I mean after a week at the Lyoll McEwen little z is already abbreviating and acronyming and otherwise impersonalising the plebes willy nilly. SIGH. Still I’m here all warm and cozy, with a belly full o mince and a glass full (though steadily getting less full) of perfect pale. Things could be worse. Looks like I’ll have to drink to my early retirement. Cheers!
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