At work I constantly employ a couple of mantras to get me safely through each shift.
Firstly, never ever, hit anyone or anything as the ramifications go far beyond the moment of impact, terrible as that may be. And secondly, avoid any situation which jeopardises the imperative to sleep in my own bed each night.
Now, as of next month, I’ll be adhering to a new mantra: no speeding; no illegal U-turns; no stopping at outlawed ranks; no rolling stops; no double parking; etc, etc, all due to losing my license points.
As a result I either accept a three month suspension or take 12 months good behaviour. As I’m inclined to take the latter, for who can afford three months lost wages, I can only incur one further point in that year. More than one point attracts a six month automatic suspension.
Well, at least six months on the dole would allow time to pursue other projects, like investigating whether the introduction of 40kph school speed zones has actually resulted in fewer children being hit. Or the compulsory wearing of bicycle helmets has reduced the amount of head injuries suffered in accidents. So many options.
Or maybe I’ll cop it sweet and take three months off in the hope that, by then, global warming induced swine flu will be under control and my workplace that much safer. What to do, what to do...
In the meantime, there’s a chance my balding pate, another global worming casualty, may be exposed via radio web cam this Saturday at 4:45pm when I join 2UE deejays, Murray and Clive for a short chat.