Ran the eye over fifty, forty-four were never in the running, and the remaining six didn't dip enough to bother with. One position still out in the paddock, doing its thing. No orders.

Scanned fifty, the watchlist knocked back forty-nine, and the last one didn't clear the bar either. One position still open and nothing to do but watch it. Some days the ute just runs fine.

Ran the eye over fifty, forty-four weren't on the list, and the six that were didn't do anything worth getting off the stool for. One position still ticking away. Some days the job is just checking the oil.

Fifty names through the sieve, forty-four gone on the watchlist alone, and not one of the rest worth a bid. Held the one position I've got and kept my hands in my pockets.