Holidays on the mind

Steve Kendall | Bendigo Weekly | 13-Jan-2012

«
»

As we drag ourselves into 2012, Steve seems to think some are taking advantage of the season of goodwill when it comes to days off

 

GOODNESS me, what a tough time of year this is.
Not so bad if you are off on your holidays with the boat or caravan, but if for reasons of your job you worked through the break it’s been tricky.
I have been over-keen with my leave in 2011 and am now so in debt I had to work, not a bad thing, I honestly don’t mind working at Christmas ... trying to get things done is the problem.
The whole of Bendigo seems to have closed down.
Is it getting worse? Has it always been this bad at this special time of the year?
The cafés are closed... only a brave few managed to fire up the coffee machines, the streets are empty, nobody answers their phone.
The pollies are on such a long break I am sure they will forget how to do their jobs.
All firms are running on skeleton staff, and those who are in are in holiday mode.
There are still a few
places bereft of workers until Monday.
Thankfully, this Monday just gone the workers started to trudge back in to their offices and other workplaces.
Hollow-eyed from Christmas, and unenthusiastic about the days ahead until the next break on Australia Day.
Please, I hope we don’t all close down again for an extra long weekend.
Believe me, I’m all for holidays, but do we have to have them at the same time?
My fellow raconteur and rabble-rouser columnist Ben Cameron has taken the holiday one step
further.
Following a huge break over Christmas and new year he staggered in with the remains of a party head and attempted to start the new year.
At the best of times he is as much use as a chocolate teapot, but post Christmas he was even worse.
My mother would call it sickening for something.
Turns out she would have been right: he’s decided to go sick this week, extending the break way into the first
month.
His voice has gone he says.
That would be an absolute bonus for the workplace if you ask me.
I can imagine him sitting in his penthouse apartment, a cool pint of cider in one hand.  
Probably his laptop with facebook open, tweeting to his heart’s content.
It would go something like this:
“I’m so terribly, terribly ill. Call the nurse.”
Like all men he will be milking the illness.
Of course, while Ben the journo is at home with his nurse and cider, the rest of us have to try to decipher his notes and job list.
On the up side, when he gets back the rest of us can take a well-earned break leaving Ben at the helm.
Should be ready to start the year by February, surely Bendigo will be back to normal by
then.
I think I have a cunning plan. Rather than whingeing on about lack of shops open and short staff, next year I should take leave for a month.
I could hit the open road with my Winnebago, that’s not the long-suffering Mrs Kendall by the way, it’s a type of campervan.
I could go to the beach, I could take the jet ski out on Eppalock.
I suppose I’d have to buy a Winnebago and a jet ski, but I’m looking forward to it already.
By the way Ben, get well soon, you scallywag.

TLPB - selling now

Comment





Captcha Image