Parking at the bowser and wandering off

[das Uber Soldat]

These people make me very sad.

Pulled up to the bowser in Bourke one day to find old mate at the Bowser. I sit behind him with the engines running because he's clearly finished refuelling. He then gets in plane and decides to take 10 minutes 'preparing' for his next leg. His radio is off so he doesn't respond to my 'suggestion' to move and his engine is running so I can't pull him out of his plane and beat him to death.

Eventually he moves and I 'inform' him over the radio the inconvenience.

About 2 hours later I arrive at Charleville, low and behold, old mate is at the bowser again, and this time initially nowhere to be seen. Eventually I spot him in the shop getting lunch, and then eating it. I sit about an inch behind his plane with engines running and gesticulate to move the bloody thing. He decides to wave and continue eating.

The best part was when I got out and got him to move it, he casually saunters over and asks me about getting him a job.