Real Work
So now I am a full fledged member of society. I have begun to earn a solid wage and I am now contributing to the economy in a more traditional capacity. I have neatly slotted into the whiring heaving machine that keeps people living, and things progressing in a general kind of way.
I have my desk and it is a nice desk, to enable me to plug into the internet machine and interact with whole host of clients and media outlets so that I can add value to someone else's strategy of making more money.
I am part of the system.
I want to reiterate I don't think bad of the system, nor do I think highly of the system. I think of the system is a necessity to be tolerated in order for one to be able to engage in the more enjoyable things in life.
There is no doubt in my mind that becoming a full time working time person...chap that I exist to earn a certain wage so that a company can earn a greater sum of money that they can roll that money into making greater profits. That seems like the reality. I hope it is a reality I can handle for awhile....because.......
Promo Stack
I have even maintained doing promo work. Like on Australia day I worked for V ... not before stacking my bike on the ride to Olympic park. A cop was pulling someone over for, funnily enough, driving in a bus only zone (I know all about THAT!) , as the offending driver pulled over he decided he needed to be in front of me so he drove past me pulled over and the police man followed close behind. Now I freaked a little and tried to manoeuvre out of the way into a pole. Down I went. Splayed on the ground with incredulous onlookers staring at me not offering assistance, I was thankfully offered this observation by the rather sheepish looking officer. "He really shouldn't have pulled in front of you".
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| Owwwwie |
Yes thank you. My handle bars are bent and my means to get home is broken. Thanks.
Battered and bruised I trooped on through the working week.
Another fine? Why not!
Sydney has not been kind. I even got a parking fine because I was meant to park with the rear of the car to the curb... $88 later...... Sydney should resolve to be nicer to me. I am just new here!
Ohhh and....
We are still house hunting... apartment hunting. What a silly/expensive process. It feels like I work, go home look for apartments sleep and work. Oh well it is all very exciting.
