Sacrilege
Traditional Anzac Day two-up game in Kings Cross.
Last night a radio call was made for cabs to the Westin Hotel, overlooking the Martin Place cenotaph and focal point for yesterday’s Anzac Day commemoration. The request sounded like a bunch of Diggers may be heading home after a function at the hotel.
Upon arrival a woman in her thirties climbed aboard. As she sat in the back and didn’t seem Digger-connected I ignored her and continued listening to a special radio broadcast on Gallipoli, presented by Warren Brown.
When at the destination she requested a pen for a taxi voucher the penny dropped. The Westin Hotel is also the head office of Macquaire Bank.
"Have you been working?” I asked. “Yes, unfortunately,” she replied. “For Macquarie Bank?” “Yeah,” she groaned, “who else would make us work on Anzac Day.” I was surprised that any office worker, besides newspaper staff, would be required to work on a public holiday...or holy day.
So I made a request, “You tell your boss for me that he’s a lousy Commie, or something equally as derogatory.” “I’d be happy too,” she laughed as she climbed out. I called after her, “Working on Anzac Day is bloody sacrilege!”
With that I headed back to the City for more work.
UPDATE: Federal Treasurer Wayne Swan says National Australia Bank's decision to announce an interest rate rise on Anzac Day was "lousy".
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