gatch

It's over.

My eight year streak has come to an end. I thought I could hold out until I was 25 but alas, the pressure from my superiors has grown such I can no longer handle the strain. And I have crumbled. Faltered. Given in to the external forces that have been crushing me from all sides.

Today, I sat my restricted car license exam, I passed with flying colors. Even doing the test in a truck with suspension hard enough to make the little Asian assessor remark "ahh vewy bumpy wide".

It's kind of a shallow victory, I mean I don't even have my restricted bike ticket yet.. I could have about 7 years ago but hey hey procrastination is a cruel mistress. At least I didn't have to pay for it.. It's good for my career too, it now means I'll be sent out on-site alone rather than having to work with a team or need transport too and from jobs. Higher pay grade here we come..

But at the same time it was kind of cool being the guy who doesn't drive automobiles unless he has too, why ? Because I ride (or did ride) a motorbike everywhere and everyone knew me for it.

Oh well, a silly petty thing to be annoyed about I guess, stuff doesn't normally bother me like this, I'll probably forget about it when the extra coin buys me a sweet vfr.

Then I'll be back to my bad self..

Watch your back world..