Adelaide

A collegue and I flew out to Adelaide, pumped with adrenaline and ready to go hard and heavy as our account manager had warned us for a heavy week of work. 9 days of work to be done in 4.5 days. That's working at 200%.
Once we arrived, we saw the tempo of most people was that of between a snail on valium and a sleeping sloth. After the first few hours we realized the client expected much less than we thought, basically we had finished all we had to do in the first 5 hours. Damn, now what? We can't fly out, we can't leave, we're stuck! We chose to mingle a bit with the local workforce.

The mere mention of the word 'Work' was enough to make 5 grown up men sigh heavily and melodramitically "ah yes... the 'W'-word!". The 'W' -word, as they call it, is evil: 'that of wich we do not speak'.
The heaviest activity I've seen all day is when an Australian swimmer got the Gold medal. Most people were looking at the television. WHAT? A TELEVISION?, yes a television with FOX cable and everything, we're talking Sony Bravia here.

Quite remarkable to see so many people do absolutely nothing.

The origin of this work-ethic is uncertain, it would certainly have to do with spineless, weak and non-existent leadership. So, looking around people stare at e-mails, look at the Olympic on the television. Surf the internet, read the news paper. Judging by holiday stories, the cars they drive and number of times they mention expensive things most non-workers make a very decent living.

Now I've got a problem, for a consultant costing over $2000 a day, I at least need to look a bit busy... don't I?? So I look at my computer with a deep frown and write this ...