Tentative Employee?

For someone with a new city at their feet I feel I have done very little with my time! I had one very funny trip to Canberra. It is a city berated by every other city in Australia as being “the arse end of nowhere” but so staunchly defended by its residents that I very nearly left there with the names of its sporting heroes branded on my forehead. I can say nothing on those views…because I value my life.

I had a brief stint as a Gallery Intern for a slightly mad couple whose idea of an interview consisted of them shouting at me, telling me I’m couldn’t leave. I then left. I should also mention that I have seen the lesser spotted CP and his ‘bach pad,’ so far furnished with one mattress and a bottle of Ribena.
 Apart from that my world is rather insular, revolving around elongated breakfasts, dog walking and aimless wandering.

Such is the life of a half-unemployed droog.

I was often reminded of a statement from the ever philosophical and insightful Will Graham who, on reflection of his choice to stick to fingers up to the corporate machine and spend the summer drinking beers, said “I’ll tell you a thing about jobs (expectant pause where I prepare myself for a lesson on existentialism and necessity to avoid 9 to 5s)…get one.”

So this week I did!

I am now a Researcher for a Financial PR company, which is far more of a human job than it sounds! I feel Sydney’s starting to bear fruit for me now! I power-dress, read the Financial Times, and make gags at the water cooler (I really did). It’s all a little unexpected and suspiciously like real-life…