My First Old Bull Get Together

At 11am, I loaded up my car with my body and proceeded to my first appointment for the day. The drive in traffic to the hospital was nice and leisurely. I found parking in a side street and saved myself a $6 parking station fee. I knew that was a good sign.

After seeing my specialist and getting jabbed by some pointy bits of stainless steel, I bid him farewell and continued on my journey. My next scheduled appointment was at 3pm, so I had a bit of time to kill. I often have strange thoughts and urges, and today was no different. A large truck drove past me and I got a waft of diesel fumes. Hmmmm, I need to visit a company that manufactures diesels to satisfy my urge. I did a quick google search on my phone and found that there was large diesel manufacturer not to far from where I was heading. I figured that I should drive over there ask ask them to tell me all about diesel engines.

I arrived at the large complex and drove down a slight incline into a well laid out carpark. I slowly drove around and chose a nice spot to park my car. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, large trucks were coming and going. This seemed to be the place where my curiosity regarding diesels and turbochargers would be satisfied.

I locked my car and took a single trail that lead me to the front doors of the modern glass complex. I casually went to the reception desk and told the young lady that I wanted to learn more about diesel engines. She said “no problems”. “I’ll get our diesel training guru to come and have a chat with you”. I took a seat in the sumptuous leather chairs in the foyer and waited for the expert to appear. It wasn’t long before a gentleman walked smilingly towards me. He seemed like a very friendly chap and I was keen to learn about his field of expertise.

He extended his hand to greet me and said ” G’day Slug. How are you?” I was gobsmacked but responded with something clever like, “I’m good TB. Nice to meet you”. Talk about a small world, I just happened to venture into the place of employment of our very own Trailboss. As luck would have it, I just happened to be carrying with me the prize I have donated for the xmas party. I handed over the prize and then he took me to an empty room out the back.
We spoke briefly regarding diesels, but most of the time was spent with both of us whinging, backstabbing and discussing the various members on this site.

After our pleasant exchange, we each went our own way. I bid farewell to TB and travelled safely all the way to my next appointment. It was only when I arrived at home that I had actually had my first OBT get together. Woo Hoo! My OBT virginity has been broken. Thanks TB for being so gently.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get and photos or videos of today’s outing, but I really am looking forward to my next OBT hookup. I may even take my bike next time.

regards,

Nigel

disclaimer: some of the elements of the above report may not be entirely accurate and truthful, as I am a nutbag.