Work Begins in Earnest

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".

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.