The Flying Dutchman

So today I was randomly thinking every Dutch person I’ve ever met is crazy. I mean the obvious first one that jumps to mind is Soot Face my former classmate who wanted us to put soot on our faces for a presentation. But really the looney Dutchman I was thinking of in this case is Michel this guy that lived down the street from me in Brisbane; he was a friend of my landlord and used to hang out at our house a lot. One of the first times I met him he was telling me how he was a graphic designer and gave me his card—cool I said and thought nothing of it. Weeks later I saw him on his bike wearing a suit and I assumed of course that he was going to work at whatever Graphic Design place he worked at. When he was at the house later I told him I saw him riding to work and he’s like yeah I just started working at the travel gear shop up the road (this shop was like REI)..so it was odd that he was wearing a suit, whatever I thought maybe he’s the manager. Then one night I was out drinking with my landlord and the subject of Michel came up and he’s all yeah he’s so full of it, he owes me so much money and never pays me back. Then I said oh is his business not going well? Then Dylan cracks up and says, what business, Michel hasn’t had a job in years he’s been on the dole (welfare) ever since I’ve known him, he never even went to Uni. So basically Michel dresses up for a phantom job and has fake business cards..lord knows why?? Maybe to get girls? If that’s the case then good on him because it sure did work on me.