The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]

Sure, there’s some stuff I – and we – need to sort out, but I’m enjoying it and as far as I can tell, they’re tolerating me with the sort of laid-back attitude, New Zealand is famous for.

That said, there is one guy who has made an extra-big impression on me.

His name is Daine.

He’s a good person who – like everyone here – wants to do great work.

But when you meet him for the first time, there’s one thing you notice about him above all other things …

He’s also 6 foot 8.

SIX FOOT BLOODY EIGHT.

Now of course he has probably had people commenting on this his whole life, which is why I chose not to.

Instead I decided to show him.

Over the past few months, I’ve been capturing his height in a range of ways … from calling him Mr Giraffe, to littering my instagram feed with photos that capture his head-in-the-cloud tallness, like the one at the top of this post.

I know, kind eh?!

Amazingly, he hasn’t punched me in the face [yet] but I cannot tell you how proud I was of him when, having decided to annoy him further by sending him a Facebook ‘friend’ request – I immediately received the following as a text message.

Daine. you might belong in the animal kingdom, but I’m glad you’re in my zoo.

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PS: To any HR or lawyers reading this. Breaaaaaathe … I can assure you Daine gives as good as he gets. Well, he gives less than he gets, but it’s not for lack of trying.