Surfing and the gainfully employed…

To me there is nothing worse than being at work and I know the surf is firing.
Like today, motoring out the driveway on my way to work I quickly glance at the surf. It’s glassy, no wind and in the 3–4 ft range, absolutely perfect conditions for the lagoon mouth.  My first re-action is to ponder the idea of phoning in sick, what excuse can I give???  But then I remember it’s Friday, there are deadlines and other gremlins that need attention at work. So not turning up for work is out of the question.

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