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Ah... ah... ah... ahbloody-tishoo!
Don't Spring colds give you the blinking poops? Well, they
do me and I'm sitting in my 'jarmies cursing the little germy
blighters that lurk unseen around the place and leap out at
you saying "here, have a cold."
Well sod you invisible oiks, I'll just have
to keep trying to drown you with a single malt whisky or two
- although it does make my porridge taste a bit different
I must say.
Still, a medicinal glass or two at 7.30am certainly
puts a completely different perspective on the coming day!
And speaking of different perspectives - how
about this from our beloved Prime Monster. You know the older
he gets the more sense he makes, particularly when suggesting
we fogies should stay in the workforce longer. (Of course
he may have one eye on extending his own tenure, but who are
we to say.)
In the past a chap hit 65 and whallop!
out the door with a gold watch, been nice working with you,
do pop in and see us again, what'll you do in retirement,
you lucky sod you don't have to get up early or put up with
Tram Nazis ever again.
But for many of my retired mates, the end of
work was almost the end of life and too many sucked the big
one too soon after stopping.
Keeping busy and mentally occupied seems the
key to a long retirement and the Prime Monster may have picked
up on something with his suggestion that "older workers
should phase themselves out of the workforce gradually by
working part-time to prevent a sudden loss of experienced
and quality people".
Now while I look forward to the day I can retire
- at a gentle 105 or so - I do worry about the state that
will leave the country in.
I mean look around your office. That's right,
take the eyes off your screen and just look around you. There
are lots of young folk around - generally because companies
can pay them much less - but never mind the pay, check out
the quality.
You know the dopey old codger in the corner
(no, not me!) he will know more about his profession than
a gaggle of under-25s, but is for some reason ignored in the
general run of things.
Why? 'Coz he's old and may not use computers
so well, or burps loudly or ... even flatulates ... or maybe
just sits by himself because he can't stand the incessant
inanities of youthful conversation.
This guy doesn't need to know about computers
- they are just tools after all - but he does know the business
he's been in for 50+ years. He will also know people - again
that's why be probably sits in the corner trying to avoid
them as much as he can.
Anyway, the point of all this is that when a
youngster I learnt a lot from chatting with the oldies and
therefore got a more mature view of life fairly early on.
Again take a look around your office - do you really want
those youngsters running the place/country?
Worrying isn't it?
Ah... ah... ah... ahbloody-tishoo!
If there is something that has really got up your nose,
let Grumpy Old Coot know at grumpy@webwombat.com
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