Monthly Archive for June, 2008
If you read the papers (well, online anyway), listen to news broadcasts on the radio, talk to strangers or even listen to conversations between people in public at the moment you would swear that the world is going to end soon.
Fuel prices, food prices, taxes, housing costs, the war against alcohol and cigarettes (or the war on fun as I call it) and last but not least the fear of a violent public attack for no apparent reason.
One thing you learn simply by listening to older members of your family is that prices go up. They never go down other than for exceptional circumstances. We’ve all heard it. “Oh shit, in my teenage years I could go to the corner store with a threepence bit and buy so many jelly babies and toffee apples I thought my teeth would drop out, and I still had change for a milkshake.” Well, if I was a teenager now I’d have to hand over at least $15 to fill up with sweets and a milkshake. Actually, come to think of it, I’d be down at the bottle shop trying to get a few large bottles of beer – not sweets and milk.
As for the fear of violence thing, I find it hard to think of why anyone could possibly be afraid of anything in Australia. It’s the most peaceful it has ever been in its history. Much like catching a flight, take-off and landing are the hardest parts of life really, ie. the first 5 years and the last 5 years. The years in between are for adventure, experience, education, experimentation, sex, work and sleep. Simple really ‘eh?
What’s so bad about life? Why are so many people complaining? Why? I need to know!
As you may have gathered I am very busy at the moment.Added to my 38 hour a week job working for Anna Bligh, my small business is leaving me with no time whatsoever. I am averaging a 80 hour week for cliffsake*.
Enough of the whining, you don’t care and I don’t blame you.
The day job will have to go sooner rather than later. It’s good money and stable money but the job is interfering with my businesses needs. The thing I will miss most about quitting my job is working in a group environment. Working for yourself , even having an employee of your own isn’t the same. I will become an employer one day and I do believe there’s no such thing as a good employer. The fart jokes, the really bad bum humour, the gossip from my favourite lesbian workmate, the craziness from the bi-polar dude and the constant ‘extreme’ swearing from my supervisor will be sorely missed.
Then maybe, I will be back here more regularly offering my uneducated and totally useless opinions and thoughts for my small yet loyal audience.
Ah the political rants, the ranting against social puritans (the anti-fun in pubs type), the links to disgusting things and off-beat music. They’ll be back one day.
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