Becoming Adults Again, and the 100 times you’ve put up with me.
Buy Mobiles: Check
Open Bank Account: Check
Get Some Shoes: Uhu
Find Job: Onto Second Interview
Find Apartment: Nothing.
We’ve barely even been able to see much of Melbourne yet we’ve been so busy having to run around (in a daze, with our head’s down-hence not seeing things) looking for jobs and apartments. We’ve got to a second interview in a promotions company, although this will involve spending A$150 on new smart clothes for it and we haven’t yet worked out what the job actually is. When I asked the lady in our first interview she seemed very hesistant, saying long, business degree sounding words like ‘project meeting’ and ‘sales team deployment,’ I still walked away from the interview not having any idea what would be expected of me, apart from the vague idea that it is to do with tires if you are a guy or haircare and beauty if you’re a girl.
If I do get the job of selling tires to clients, I hope none of them ask me what I drive. Me looking at my feet and mumbling something about my Fiesta 1.25 wouldn’t go down too well mehtinks.
Ah yea, and this is my 100’th post. Horray!
Tags: Australia, Travel
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