T's FIFO Blog #3
Poor Gav. It had just gone 10am and we were only shortly back from smoko (aka morning tea) and here he was with a reasonable size white square spongey substance (which could pass as Spongebob Square Pants younger cousin, or my Mother's dog - Carl's long lost relative) on the end of pretty pale pink stick being stuck in his mouth and rubbed around the inside of his gums... Then gently placed to rest under his tongue so that enough saliva would encompass the square white sponge and turn it into a gluggy white blob. You go through many a course... Many nonreturnable hours spent staring at the Trainer thinking about the beach or what you forgot to pack. Many many many power point presentations thinking about the fact that surely newer Utube video's could be found as opposed to the outdated ones they're showing you for the 4th time. Many many many many many many online "elearning modules" where you can go at your own speed for hours on end until eith...