Lately I dunno if I am being a good person, good in the ethical day-to-day sense. I reckon my whole outlook on life is beginning to alter slightly. My work experience in an Auctioneers is proving positive and surprisingly educational. I wrongly assumed I would be in an office and kitchen most of the day making tea and running errands etc but the three directors seem to have taken me under their wing,so to speak. I have been on many house viewings and have then dealt with alot of commercial properties. I am,unlike the others have reported,benefiting immensly from this experience. Today I measured and valued two houses. This day last week I rose at 2pm, wandered into town,met mates,drank. What a comparison. I actually feel slightly important and almost professional,its good to feel like im contributing to society instead of feeling a burden. Wearing a suit does carry with it a certain prestige and create a certain ambience. The business as I see it is a back stabbing fuk of a place,eye for an eye,I have witnessed the posh politeness turn into barking bitching when the receiver is put down,two-faced,all part of making the sale,pretence. I am slowly learning the harsh reality of this world, dog eat dog. hope all are well. delly ;-)  i love davy