It's hot. The lady on the seat in front of me is fanning herself with a piece of paper because the air-conditioning unit on the bus is struggling to keep up with the heat and it's only 7am. There are bush-fires burning all around the city, billowing smoke in to the sky which in turn … Continue reading Dress for the job you want
Category: Stories
Data Security
Data security is kind of a big deal. No, scrap that. No 'kind of' about it. Data security is really big fucking deal. Trust me. Not only do I whittle away the best hours of the best days of the best years of my life as a data analyst within a state government department but … Continue reading Data Security
Guy
Let me tell you about 'Guy'. His name is not actually Guy. At least, I don't know if that is his name. You see I don't know what his name is so in my head I nicknamed him Guy. I initially called him 'Friendly Asian Guy' but the departmental habit of shortening everything to acronyms … Continue reading Guy
One-on-One Combat
Thrust, parry. Thrust, parry. Thrust, parry. We retreat to our safe spaces and eye each other warily. My opponent is dangerous and obviously well trained in the nuances of one-on-one combat. They have the slight positional upper hand but so far they have not launched an all out attack. They have been happy to remain … Continue reading One-on-One Combat
The Devil’s in the Detail (Part One)
I have always considered myself a nice guy and yes I know that, according to any number of pop culture references, nice guys finish last. So what? What does that actually mean? Last in what? I contemplate this idea as I begin my slow trudge home from the bus stop. The concept of nice guys … Continue reading The Devil’s in the Detail (Part One)
The Waitress
Why doesn’t she remember me? I eat breakfast here at least three days a week, sitting at the same table, ordering from the same girl and yet she does not even show a hint of recognition. I am beginning to think that my playful banter is less charming than I give myself credit for. She … Continue reading The Waitress
Love at First Sight
I'm not one for all that love at first sight bullshit but this was different. My gaze fell up on her from across the room and my heart beat spiked instantly. She was gorgeous - a wonderful full-bodied specimen dressed in white, with only a glimpse of her caramel skin shining through, and curves in … Continue reading Love at First Sight
Stranger at the door
It was a Tuesday night and I had just begun my nightly ritual of merging my sentience with the couch while turning my brain to mush with television. Winter was not due for another few weeks but it had decided to put up an early show, whipping up a wind in the late afternoon which … Continue reading Stranger at the door
Labour Day
I crested the hill in my SUV and flew down the other side, briefly losing control with the unexpected bounce and subsequent swerve. Ignoring my skipped heart beat I rammed my foot down on the pedal and the engine revved loudly in reluctance before relenting to raise the speedometer dial at a disappointing rate. The … Continue reading Labour Day
MVP: Minimal Viable Performance
"Yes but what is the M-V-P here?" Carl drawled with only a half-hidden sense of a sneer lurking on his round but well manicured face. Oh no, he must have been on one of those government-funded training courses about agile project management where all the public servants aspiring for senior leadership go to schmooze and … Continue reading MVP: Minimal Viable Performance
Jack Brumby 