Best Job in the World…My Ass!

Have you heard about this? Tourism Queensland wants some poor sucker to move to an island in the middle of the Great Barrier Reef and pull off what they should be doing themselves. Who would fall for such a ruse?

Besides, the Great Barrier Reef is SHARK INFESTED. No wonder they had to turn to the internet to get some poor fool to take this job.

Not only do you have to live among the sharks and on the sand (sand is just a fancy name for dirt). You have to figure out a way to avoid getting SKIN CANCER! I mean the sun shines ALL THE TIME there. Plus you have to remember, Floral Prints are ANYTHING but slimming!

As if that’s not enough, here’s the crazy part! Once you have left the safe and snug little nest you call home to move to this lick of spit in the middle of nowhere. Well, what then? Here’s what…they expect you to WORK while you are there. CARETAKING! What does that mean?

I’ll tell you what it means. They want you to blog. They want you to give away a little piece of yourself EVERYDAY. Post personal and private tidbits about your personal and private thoughts and actions. They want your soul. All this for a 150,000 (Australian) Dollar Salary. I mean, Australian Dollars, is that money?

Don’t be taken in by this. Do not enter. I have already been sniggered into this malarkey. Opt-out. Opt out now!

(wish me luck!) GREG