The Monologues of the Master

Last Saturday I went to a grading session for a local soccer team. The soccer series in Australia work differently from those in Sweden as instead of promotion and relegation every club has a team in every series and put people in the team that is most appropriate for their skill level. 

 

Anyway the grading session were for the Queens Park FC team from division 5 to 9. I were picked for division 8 which should give more game time than last season. The coaches will definitely be better as worse assholes than the coaches for Helsingborgs AIS last season is hard to find! With a bit of luck I will also do some refereeing this season as the manager for the team asked about anyone willing to be a referee. Of course I volunteered I mean getting paid to walk around on a football pitch, blowing a whistle at random and invoking wrath, who would say no to all that fun again? ;)

 

On another topic  I made a good exchange when I traded a semibroken computer (slow as hell, battery broken)  for a semibroken bike. I need a semi broken bike more than a semibroken computer residing under my bed. My trading partner , German Jan, in return needed a semibroken computer more than a semibroken bike as he is doing a East Coast trip, and noone in their right mind would go 3000 kilometers with a shit bike. 

 

Finally I went to a solicitor earlier today to have my degree converted to an Australian degree. This might be another $200 down the drain, but it might also be a great investment. The problem, I reckon is that noone have no idea what "Master in Social Science: Service Management" means in Australia (In Sweden the problem is the reverse the companies DO know) with a bit of luck the solicitor will just check the school (Lunds University = Good) and the duration (Master = 4 years =good) and then give me a good Australian degree. Anyway he is getting back to me on Friday..

 

That's all

 

//Mastern out