Wednesday, 12 May 2010

I Smell A Rat...

I know, late again.

Our internet is still not fixed so we have taken to free loading off the local supermarket eating area's WiFi. The school has been showing very little interest in fixing the internet which is very frustrating. Especially as we are still paying for the service.

Anyway, on to the the major story of the week, the rat. We have a thief at the theatre. This isn't really surprising with human nature being what it is, but this isn't a case of petty theft. Will came home one night to find that he was missing his wallet. He thought that he had just left it at the theatre, but when he checked it the next morning, it was gone. He went to the bank to cancel his cards only to find that a four figure sum had already been taken. Someone has allegedly gone into his locker at work and stolen his wallet from his bag. The police have been become involved and yesterday arrested a suspect based on CCTV footage. There is obviously a lot more to this story, but I can't say any more in this public space.

There is going to be a rotten apple in every barrel, but this is quite serious. Georgian is definitely not a dull place. From unpaid electricity bills to hotels with no hot water to tours with drunken antics, this country in never short on dramas.

I have scheduled my chat with Nina Anaiashvili for tomorrow. The company basically goes on summer holiday after the American tour in June and I have to give a least a months notice. I don't want step on any toes and with my plane ticket to America booked and paid for, I don't think there is a lot to worry about. It's going to be an interesting conversation. I'm aiming to say that I love working for her and loved living in Georgia, but I'm just feel like I'm a waste of space here. They only use me to do basic work and which could easily be done by the boys they currently have. She would be better off spending my salary elsewhere and I would be better off investing my time somewhere else.

It's rather scary jumping off the cliff into unemployment again. This ride does not dull with repetition. I really have no idea what will happen, but I'm open to whatever God chooses to put out for me. Even if it means going back in Australia, I'm happy with that too.

That's all for next week, who knows what tomorrow will bring.

Rodney Cuthbertson
DreamChaser

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