Greetings.

I'm a canadian ex-pat whose been living in Bermuda for 1 1/2 years now.  I work in hospitality for probably the most corrupt man on the island.  I don't know that at the time, but I sure know it now.

"The Butcher" refers to the vast quantities of meat, fish and poultry I have to butcher every day.  Any questions about this topic, I'm definielty the guy to ask.

I'm at work mostly all the time, so I don't have alot of friends on the islands.  Don't really mind though, I'm not much of a social butterfly anymore.  My wife keeps me company, and when she's not around, I have a playstation.

Personal acheivements while living here:

1.  Scored killer apartment on the water close to hamilton.  Not crazy expensive and has washer/dryer.  Also very cool landlords.

2.  In 7 months of being here, acquired drivers licence, insurance, and a car.  That's gotta be some kind of record...

3.  Was thrown off the island by immigration by no fault of my own (permit error), and came right back.

4.  Acutally enjoy living in Bermuda, despite all the politcal and social crap that comes with it.

I hope this sheds a little light on who I am, and look forward to speaking up in the not too distant future.

One other thing...

I've always wanted to ask and have no shame so here goes...

Reality - Are those really your boobs?  If so... outstanding.  Mike, you are a lucky man!

"I'm at work mostly all the time, so I don't have alot of friends on the islands.  Don't really mind though, I'm not much of a social butterfly anymore.  My wife keeps me company, and when she's not around, I have a playstation check out Reality's boobs on BermudaSucks."

There, butchered it for ya....

Waterfront apartment, car, tossed off the island and brought back. Who says corruption doesn't pay.... Now let's just hope he doesn't read BS.

Wecome aboard. Just cos the radar's out doesn't mean you shouldn't fly low.

   Hey, Mister Butcher Man, what it is! Good stuff, good stuff. Chopping up meat is one of the few honourable jobs left in this sick world of ours. Just out of curiosity, what's the worst you've ever cut yourself? Accidentally, I mean.
   So you appreciate the unique Bermudian way of life. Indeed, sounds like the island's served you well. Don't ya pine for them big open spaces? Well, I guess the sea is a form of open space ...
   Listen, Butcher, the housing demons have shone favourably on your enterprise. There's a guy, Irish guy, abiding by the handle of "Bigmac", who's another recent arrivant here, the Introduction before yours I believe. If them housing demons whisper any intelligence as to a decent house share or any form of spartan accommodation behoving an Irish pharmacist, you know where to pass it on. I only mention this because not a goddamn one of my so called friends have found me anything, the lazy shitebags. As for me, I'm over in Ireland. My psychic powers are limited by 3,000 miles of ocean.
    Tell us your 2 cents, boss, chop chop chop ...

Thanks for welcome.

To answer a few questions...

I CAN get "fell off a truck" Kobe beef.  But for what I'm gonna charge you for my trouble, I hope you got deep pockets.

My worst butcher injury would be when I put my boning knife directly through the palm of my left hand.  Didn't really hurt for about 1 hour, then BOOM.  Agony.  The muscles still haven't completely healed.

If you want to find an apartment here, forget e-moo.  They don't last more than 4 hours at best.  Go into grocery stores, chat up the clerks, and try not to make yourself seem to aggressive.  I have received all sorts of useful information doing this.  I also received the cold shoulder a few times, but that didn't stop me from trying again.

My favorite aspect to Bermuda is the weather!  I just spent 3 years in the Caribbean, so climate change and mosquito free land is awesome.  People here who complain about the heat have no idea what "hot" actually is.

Thanks for the tip about keeping personal facts on the down low.  Sometimes I need to remind myself that "big brother" is still watching.

Later.