I can understand what you're saying Pete.
Several years ago, I trained a couple of young fellas and got them ticketed
in the motor trade.
One of them, Jamie, ended up (and still is) working underground in the mining industry and making a good quid.
He's got a missus and a couple of good kids and is doing well.
Young Jack, turned to the piss and drugs and has messed up his mind a
bit.
Anyway, Jack came back to work after doing his theory at Charles Darwin Uni for me to sign him off so that he could get his ticket.
Before I signed him off, I took him out to the workshop and told him to sharpen up a couple drill bits that he ended up fcuk'n up so I told him that it was nothing personal, but I'm not signing you off.
Long story short, the fcuking meat head trainer from the Uni paid me a visit and I told him that all he was good for was fcuking up our kids and that he's not doing his job properly.
Then he reckoned that he didn't like the way that I was talking to him.
In the end, I signed Jack off after he sharpened up a box full of rooted drill bits.
My point was, that this Uni Bufoon had signed Jack off for his theory including sharpening drill bits and he no idea about how to do it.
So Jack was a happy camper in the end and the Uni Knob Head was fairly pissed off with me.