I had
a meeting with a big supplier today to talk about how Brexit might affect fuel
prices and deliveries. I spent most of the time thinking “What the Hell is going
on? How has the world, and my life, reached a stage where I’m discussing contemporary
politics, border controls and 40-year old trade agreements which may or may not
come back into effect in a few weeks’ time?”
In
the end I just said to the guy “I have to be honest, mate, most of this is
beyond me.” He breathed a huge sigh of relief and said “Thank God. I’ve been
doing these meetings all week and I really don’t have the faintest idea what we’re
talking about.”
We
spent the next hour drinking coffee and chatting about the upcoming Super Bowl.
I’m
fairly intelligent and I like to pay attention when I can, but this whole
out-of-the-EU palaver has just baffled and bored me beyond description. I think
my plan from here until the end of March (or whenever the Hell it finally gets
sorted out) is to ignore all the scare-mongering, shit-housing and shenanigans
and just have faith that people with greater minds than mine will get it sorted
and get us to a positive conclusion. I don’t really believe that will happen,
but that attitude seems to be working for most of the British population so I’m
just gonna go along with it.
RC 30-1-19
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