When I'd been at Wagga a few years, my job contract
was ending and I needed to look for a new one. Most of the funding was for 3
year terms, and you had to apply and be successful to continue your employment,
there was no staff pool, or rollover into a new job.
They guys I worked with were awesome and were always
teaching me something new...and I was keen to learn, always, because I felt I
was so far behind. So when they decided that I should get my truck licence, it
seemed like a great idea.
I failed my Ls first go...I'd only been driving for 6
years or something and failed the stupid test! What a fool. I got the No
Stopping and No Standing signs confused and it was a compulsory question. Not
the best start. But next time was sweet - thank goodness!
Driving the truck was easy after the rules test. Well,
once I got a pillow to prop me up on the seat so I could see, and reach the
pedals!
The guys used to take me around the research station,
driving in between trial plots, reversing in and out of sheds and gates, up and
down the car parks - and all the while on the two-way, the farm manager would
be saying, 'Get off the road, Cath's in the truck,' and the receptionist would
be saying, 'You leave that girl alone, she's having a good go'.
When I went to get my licence, I drove into town and
did my test, and passed. Driving back to the Ag station, I heard over the
two-way, 'Congratulations to Cath, who got her truck licence, even if it
doesn't count because the examiner was a girl.'
And I think that nearly broke those guys, a girl was
driving a truck, and another girl had tested her - women were taking over the
world.
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