My Aussie co-worker and friend of 18-years, Mark "The Mate" Goodall, has resigned from the company after 11-years. We worked 4-years together at a previous workplace and he returned to OZ for a couple of years. As I like to tell the ladies in the office, he was a lot better looking 18-years ago. He is taking his Caesar haircut to a new job.
Over the years I learned a lot of Aussie speak for various size beer glasses, the term skimpies, "only Sheila's order a pony, Mate". I could go on and on. We went through many office battles together. We are the same age, though I look much younger. The women liked his mid-Pacific accent, which caused much tension between us. We had pints all across Canada and even a few US cities. We complained about the Doors, relied on each other for technical advice countless times.
The departure of The Mate will be a huge loss to our company and a personal loss to me. There was a time that I thought we might take the proverbial "gold watch" at the same time, but it wasn't meant to be. I wish him well and I'm sure we will meet for many a pint in the future, but no ponies. Only Sheila's drink ponies.
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