the smell of an oily rag

ANDY'S COLLEAGUE: I'm going to Dux, anyone need anything?
ANDY: I might come with you.
ANDY'S COLLEAGUE: Alright. But only if you walk at least two metres behind me.
ANDY: I feel like an oily rag...
ANDY'S COLLEAGUE: [baffled] Why an oily rag?
ANDY: Well you don’t take an oily rag with you, do you?
ANDY'S COLLEAGUE: There's a lot of things you don’t take with you-!
ANDY: Yeah, but I’m not about to start listing them all, am I?

green, green grass of home

"Treat it like it's Daylesford or something man, enjoy it." ANDY advises CASSY as she heads to Greensborough for an interview. "It's a leafy suburb. It’s hardly bayside, but it does get some puddles…"

pennywise

“You know what I saw this morning on the train? As I leaned across and looked over someone’s shoulder at the paper (that’s called frugality and cost effectiveness)…”

somewhere o'er the rainbow

ANDY: I saw something the other day that would blow your mind, I bet you’ve never seen anything like it in your lives, any of you!
NAT: That's a lot of build up, Andy...
ANDY: It was a rainbow, it came out of the ocean as we were driving and hit the escarpment. It was probably shining on the head of some ferret.
CASSY: [bewildered] Why a ferret?
ANDY: They like to burrow.

the winds of change

"Look at me, I open a tin of sardines and start a revolution..."
ANDY watches with bemusement as murmurs of discontent ripple through the office at the speed of sardine fumes

waiting in vain

LOZ is strolling past ANDY'S desk, and notices CASSY staring.
LOZ: [uncertainly] What?
CASSY: Oh, I wasn't staring at you, I'm just waiting for Andy. He's taking too long.
ANDY: I thought I could feel something burning my neck...

Later...
ANDY: [having finally sent the e-newsletter on its way to Cassy] It’s out in cyberspace… suck it in.

notes from the train

Armed with his new iPhone, Andy braves the arduous, trans-Yarra journey from Greensy to Armadale...

A: Currently at Jolimont
A: Yet again the trains are my undoing
A: Currently at Flinders and no sight of a fricken train

L: What?! I heard our public transport system was flawless!

A: Train just pulled in 10 mins late but has decided it does not want to take passengers

L: It's taking one passenger: the train driver!

A: Now a platform change
A: Now on train 14 mins late
A: It's now 30 mins since Jolimont
A: It could end up becoming an express and not stopping at Armadale

L: Is the train express or not? Just head to Frankston and start selling drugs

A: Train just arrived at Armadale... start walking

Andy [walking through the door]: There you have it! I've just walked you through a morning in the life of Andy...