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Thursday, February 13, 2003
You know how you take holidays for granted while you're a kid? Well, being in BC has got me all confused because they don't have a long weekend during the first 3 months of the year. Yes, that's right kids. Easter (April) is the first long weekend of the year out west. There's no Family Day long weekend in February! Five day work weeks for another 2 months! Someone please shoot me now (a paintball gun is fine, less painful and all)...



Tuesday, February 11, 2003
so apparently I'm not smart enough to be a CFIA inspector at the airport. Even though I've worked as a CFIA food safety inspector and I've done both inspections and audits of food processors, and food testing labs. But nope. Not smart enough. Apparently, knowing the latin names of apples and oranges is more important than relevant work experience. Oh, and knowing off the top of your head the import requirements of a 6 year old iguana is mandatory too... you never know when you'll be faced with a psychotic American trying to bring Oliver, his pet iguana into the country (and you won't be able to look up the requirements for it cause the import reference manuals were eaten by black garden slugs...)

bitter? Who me?