Again, sorry I’m not trying to judge just suggesting that if your work situation is horrible it’s never too late to change.
I’m younger (40s) but worked in a soul destroying M&A job until I quit to be a stay at home dad when our youngest (twins) were born. Subsequently retrained as therapist and now do a mix of volunteer and private client work in addiction and am regularly impressed how amazingly well older men can do when they want to change. You say you were a ‘vegetable’ at 38 so obviously you know much more now - trust yourself and think of where you could be in 5 years time.
i honestly, hand on my heart, dont reckon that happens…
whinging for an hour is quite an admirable acheivement in itself,even if you were to whinge about multiple subjects, let alone just the one… but then finding a jukebox…of all things…and playing a ‘shitload’ of Bowie (signifies maybe 5 plus somgs i assume) …surely before you got to track 5 youd throw on something else, just to mix it up a bit…
when i think on it…id be amazed if it ever happened
The bondage gear goes everywhere, no? Although the Sydney scene is much smaller and tamer than Berlin, allegedly. Also question the smart shoes staying in Sydney. They think RM Williams boots are black tie dressy, FFS. German shoes are much nicer.
PS. Those black Ts would also come in handy in Melbourne. TBH, Melbourne may be less of a culture shock than Sydney if you are going to be coming and going a lot.
Very few restaurants in Syd require formal shoes! A jacket over tshirt will get you into the worthwhile eastern suburbs ones AFAIK. In fact the flex is generally dressing down.
Exploited in what way? Expecting gun owners to take appropriate care of their weapons is surely the absolute minimum gun control that anyone would expect.
Am thinking it adds to the it wasn’t my fault, defence, that my parents were rubbish… I hope the first component is more pivotal, I.e. the facilitators are brought to face up to their abdication of responsibility.
Geckos are awakening, saw my 1st house dweller in the kitchen last night. A sickly yellow one the size of my thumb nail. These are completely useless as more often than not they are on the floor, they wriggle quite fast but don’t move. One has to take care when entering a room not to step on and squish these little buggers. Anyway I spotted this one and left it plenty of time to hide under a big cupboard (with a little encouragement in which direction to wriggle as it appeared highly disorientated).
Although the Sydney scene is much smaller and tamer than Berlin, allegedly. Also question the smart shoes staying in Sydney. They think RM Williams boots are black tie dressy, FFS. German shoes are much nicer.
