When your best mate/worker turns out to be a bit of a “Galah”
After a few tallies of VB (Australian Beer) Melly and I decide to go for a Sunday drive, we ended up at a large shopping complex. After a bit of cruising around we strolled into a pet shop to check it out.
Funny place to meet you eventual best mate, I know. After doing the rounds of the shop we bumped into him, we hit it off straight away. He was quite a little fella but seamed to have a lot of go about him.
His name was Oscah and was from out of town. Anyway he was desperate for a place to stay.
I was cool with it and after twisting my beautiful Melly’s arm she agreed he could stay in our spare room.
Oscah was younger then me, and didn’t work. After a while he followed me around like a bad smell. He looked up to me a bit I think. He even wanted to go to work with me… After some consideration I agreed, yes you can hang around.
Fast-forward a couple of years and after watching me shape hundreds of boards. Its fare to say at this point in time he has become my best mate.
He decides he wants to try his hand (I say that loosely) at shaping.
Anyway, what’s a bloke to do, I Love the little fella. After he totally butchered 5-6 blanks (None worth glassing) I set him straight. Mate you just don’t have the hand eye thing going on, you know! You can’t shape here anymore.
Quite frankly, he was the worst shaper I’d ever seen. It’s like he’s a bit autistic or something. I don’t know.
I don’t think he was to bummed. He was still free to roam in and hang out on his own accord.
You know what, I really enjoyed his company. It kind of gets lonely in your bay and he’s always good for a chat.
…Anyway, I’d like you to meet my best mate Oscah. He’s a cool little dude. I think you’ll like him.
Oh, he’s to the left of the screen, got a punk thing going on with his head. Legend!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rXE7vZ3JU0
"footage and editind by my beautiful Melly"
Cheers
Yorky