TROUBLE BREWING WITH THE CREW...
Now there is George, did I say he was a great guy??!! Man is this bloke getting on my nerves
already! Now I’m very easy going and not
much bothers me (except airports!) but George is about 1 step away from getting an ass whooping. I have let
a lot slide, I’m a peacekeeper, I can put up with a lot of shit if it means
getting to Tonga and Fiji etc, but he is really testing me.
I have already been informed by him of my ‘drinking problem’, this
guy has NEVER had a drink in his life and thinks me having a beer (1 beer,
sometimes 2) most evening’s is a dependency!
I read a book everyday too George, no comment on that? Not from Mr Negativity! I surely couldn’t just be having one because
I’m a grown man who enjoys a cold beer!
Unsure how he feels
qualified to comment on such matters anyway?! Getting boozing advice from
somebody who has never tasted the cold frosty goodness of a well earned beer is
like taking acting lessons from Paris Hilton!
I have never plucked an Emu, so I would hardly go around dishing advice
out to others on how to go about it!
He was very casual about telling me also, he has turned out to be
a negative, condescending tosser who thinks he is above me. Told me his last skipper was an alcoholic,
used to have 3 whiskies a night!! Oh
well, at least I can finally seek the help I need thanks to the intervention of
a self absorbed, judgemental prick.
There are many other little things that he casually does or says
that irritate the shit out of me, if he is so unwilling to adapt or accept
other people and different lifestyles, perhaps he should have stayed on
land. He will ask me for fishing advice
and then brush anything I tell him aside, pretty much tells me I don’t know
what I’m talking about?!
That would be like Jean-Paul trying to teach me to sail and me
telling him ‘yeah whatever mate, I reckon I know better than you’. Up to him, there will be no further advice
forthcoming. Oh and for the record, he
has caught ZERO fish!! But he once
caught a Mahi Mahi on another yacht and it is all I hear about when I talk
fishing! He thinks because he happened
to have a 200lb handline dragging behind a yacht that just happened to run
right over the top of a good fish, that he is somehow an expert on them now.
I will give precise,
specific, detailed information on techniques, location, depths, species etc and
reasons why we may or not get a strike at certain times or conditions, he
always replies with ‘Oh, no, I think we might catch a Mahi Mahi here, I caught one near Galapagos Islands once'!
An expert on them apparently! Technically
yes he’s right there very possibly could be a Mahi Mahi out here or any other
pelagic, I just love the fact that catching one has made him a guru!
George looked at my tuna after I filleted it yesterday, ‘hmmph,
that’s not much fish’, then whinged about my tuna pasta, ‘hmmph, I think you
cooked too much’. After 2 excellent
meals I prepared yesterday he serves up lunch today consisting of a bowl of
lettuce and a bowl of carrot?! Then
wants to tell me how I should do my shashimi!! What a joke! Always questioning everything I do and
disregarding my input, bear in mind, this guy is just another crew member like
me.
While we were doing the
shopping he wanted to know which bread will last the longest, so I tell him. (I
was a baker for 8 years and he knows this, but no, my word isn’t good enough,
he then goes and asks the lady stocking the shelves with canned goods, which
one is better?! FFS this guy is a wanker
like that. Yes small things, but many,
many small things add up to big things when you are never more than 8 feet away
from each other and it is pretty much constant.
Normally I would just ignore somebody like this and not let it
bother me in the slightest, but we have to live together very closely and
depend on each other for the next 3 months.
I can’t just ignore him… can I??!!
George decided he was going to organize the watch roster, and
funnily enough, he gets the 7-11 (am & pm) time slots, giving him the great
luxury of getting an uninterrupted night’s sleep from 11pm through til
daylight. How convenient for you George,
the centre of your own universe! Also
coincides nicely with meal times too so the first hour of his shift he gets to
sit inside and socialize with us.
Things like this just
continue to amaze and amuse me, until I remember that I am stuck with him, and
that it’s illegal to throw him overboard, plus I would have to wash more
dishes… hmmmm… not a bad trade off…?! Hehe
It’s only out of respect for Jean-Paul that I have not seriously brought
George into line yet. Yet. Will see what
transpires between here and Tonga! Hell,
we may even end up as best buddies…..
(not likely!)
These are just a couple of examples of the shit he comes up with,
never has a good word to say about me, but does it all with an arrogant smile
like he is so much smarter than everybody, yes I know I am whinging now, but writing
it is my only outlet. If and when this
comes to the surface, one of us will not be continuing the voyage. As much I would like to tell him to shut the
f#@* up and adjust his attitude, I am too much of an appeaser, the peacekeeper,
the cool head.. for now! It would be funny if I wasn’t stuck on a boat
with him for 3 months!!
Ok, rant over!
Aside from all that which I needed to vent, everything is else is
awesome, I love being out on the ocean and this is no exception. Sure it can get slightly boring, but only
briefly, there is always something to do.
I have a good exercise regime already and plenty of books, plus with a
lure out constantly, there is always a chance my rod may double over and my
reel start zinging at any minute.
On another amazing note, we may be stopping at
Minerva Reef along the way, a tiny, isolated coral atoll that lies about 200
miles south of Tonga on our route, a fishing mecca that any serious fisherman
would love to have a crack at. Fingers
crossed! It is now 3pm, time to go start
my watch. George is having his afternoon
nap, maybe didn’t get enough sleep last night with his easy shift, meanwhile I
have had about an hour’s sleep….
Grrrr!