LEFTIES ONLY KNOW THE TROUGH

We occasionally dip into the dark side to see what the left is saying. The Standard the blog of spotty boys is all agog at Wellington businessman and successful restaurateur Mike Egan telling a recent local economic summit that if workers didn't shape up they would find workers who did.
He puts it like this.

Mr Egan, who runs five Wellington restaurants and a service apartment business, told about 100 people at a regional economic and employment summit that industries such as his that relied on youthful workers were now more consumer focused. "Whilst Generation Y has been analysed quite comprehensively and we think we may know what makes them tick, we have to make sure their expectations are tempered to match our expectations."

Concessions had been made in the past to match the labour shortage, but "if some of our employees cannot adapt fast enough we will drag them out of the cave and leave them to the sabre-tooth tigers and find staff who can and will adapt".

Anyway the little spotty boys are calling for a boycott of Mike's restaurants. Yeeha we say. The lefty wankers are low brow arrogant diners at best and trough feeders who wouldn't know a pad thai from a bad tie, at worst.

We are more than happy to support any restaurateur who wants to ensure the highest standards for his guests and that in turn ensures more people will dine at his restaurants and then he will make more money and, god forbid, hire more people. Can any little lefty wanker tell me what the hell is wrong with that?

For the record we think that Egan's restaurants are very bloody good and there is a a range of them from the cheap and cheerful Monsoon Poon to the elegant and iconic Boulcott St Bistro. . And for the record, we have dined at his restaurants and been served by the owner himself. He is that sort of hands on bloke - he leads by example.Just the sort of bugger we need to get this country kick started again. So to the wee spotty boys - go chow down at McDonalds - its where you belong. You are what you eat.

ROLL OUT THE TUMBRIL

We were hanging out to get to the Wairarapa this weekend. We didn't get our country fix last weekend so we were toe tapping waiting for the Train today.

Now we leave the 15 year old metallic green Falcon station wagon at the Masterton train station car park right under the security cameras between weekend visits. Now you would think that with security cameras at many vantage points it would be pretty safe.
It wasn't - it, along with a couple of other cars, was broken into about 4 weeks ago. The thieves broke the back rear passenger window - and the guys at the Train station in Masterton kindly duct taped it shut when they found it.

Anyway, I skip off the train about 3pm today and look around - alas no Falcon - yip some nasty little spotty shit(s) stole it this time - duct tape and all. ( mark my words car thieves are always spotty little shits).

The Train boys were very helpful, giving me the name of the guy who runs the security cameras and the number for the local police station.
The culprits stole it on February 25th - they were on the tape. It seems no one looks at the tapes unless someone asks. Anyway we had to co-ordinate the security bloke and the police. Sort of self help crime fighting. Will be interesting what happens next. We will report.

Now the car is old but one that is held in great affection. It smells a bit but has been very very well looked after. (Our bloke - the Aussie Rock is like that) - its sort of a sea sick green colour and if you are in the Wairarapa you wont miss it because its the one with duct tape on the back seat passenger window.
and the rego is OZ 623. We ended up getting a taxi driver to take us to the block today and he says that Masterton is pretty unsavoury sometimes and there is a bad element in the town. That's bloody sad and I suspect its no different than many towns these days.

Masterton is full this weekend for - the Masterton Golden Shears competition.

The last weekend we were here the National Pipe Band Champs were on.

So its all go in Masterton.

There will be a reward either cash or Bluff oysters if its found in going order.

Anyway, we can report that the mushrooms are plentiful and the bloody zucchini have grown so big that if you scooped them out you could paddle them down the river.

Wow Labours poop doesn't even smell.

I was all ears and eyes and perky watsits waiting for TVNZ's big expose on John Key.. Was a bit like my first shag - much promised, bad delivery, all over in a breathless moment
John is too bloody rich and has too many shares to worry about details to know what the exact number of shares was.

Cullen was right about one thing - insider trading it aint.. Nothing illegal, period.

Key would have remembered that he lost heaps and bugger all else.

The politics of envy is still alive and well among the spotty boys who are undoubtedly getting paid peanuts because their socialist masters only pay them minimum wages.

Nice try spotty commie boys but our shit stinks and it sticks....

The standard shows again that it is run by a bunch of spotty twats

I am amazed at the traffic on the Standard , over Hootons post -re government departments blocking No Minister .

Its true. They are.

It took about 70 comments before they got it through their silly wee heads but I think they finally worked out it was true when there was so much evidence from so many people.

Cant see why they have an obsession over Hooton being a paid lair - that's what they are I would have thought - and while Hooton has a huge array of clients from across the business and social spectrum - The Standards little spotty twats just work for one ugly sheila and her tired sychophants.