Day 4

Quick update, so incredibly busy at work today. My colleague who does most of the local bills of quantities has gone to train a new team of shopfitters in Uganda for two weeks and he's not up to date with his work, leaving me to do his job and my own, both of which a full time busy jobs. So I am actually crapping under the workload. As an experienced shopfitter he knows the BoQ's in much greater detail than I do so it takes me a lot longer to put together a list of all the fittings and fixtures required to build a large Pep store, of which I have 3 which need to be done today, along with other management issues that I need to deal with, such as getting a truck released at the Lesotho border being held there by corrupt border officials demanding payment of a lot of money because the "tax invoice looks fake", same tax invoice format I always send with these cross border shipments. It is in effect some dirty bastard expecting a bribe to be paid, which we will not do, we will rather spend the R5000 it's costing us to same-day courier a more "authentic" stamped and signed letterheaded invoice to these dickheads rather than pay the prick his R200 or whatever he'll accept! Africa really is a god-damned continent run by dishonest useless idiots! As I've said before I would still ditch this dusty shithole for greener more civilised pastures like North America or Europe with my family at the slightest hint of an opportunity! Without a second thought!

The answer you're wondering is no, I did not make it to the AA meeting last night. I got cold feet and clung to the excuse that I was told by Wife that I have to make dinner while she completes a study assignment. I'm still well nervous about making the move of going, it's still a secret (between me and my unread blog! LOL). Maybe next week my balls will have swollen a bit with some confidence.

And no, I did not drink last night. Despite that evil quarter bottle of whiskey left over from last Friday, taunting and jeering at me each time I go into the scullery. I know it would be better to kill temptation by throwing it out, but I can't bring myself to doing that seemingly simple thing. Laugh all you want at my weakness, dear internet, but you do not understand the struggle!

This is all the boring waffle I have time for today...