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House hunting - Sure way to turn you into a complete psychopath.
So, flat hunting still consumes my time, however Alana has now joined, rendering it a far less heart-crushing occupation as we can now look for 2 bedroom places. We suffered defeat last weekend at a terrace in Surry Hills, right near the Hopetoun Hotel too. Last night I found a place on Norton Street that looked perfect, however the real estate agent is not answering their phone, so I've had to email her with desperate pleas of "Appointment inspection as soon as possible!!11!1!eleven!!1111". I was considering leaving messages on her phone, before logic kicked in and I thought "Best not look like a desparate loon, otherwise she might not be inclined to lease an apartment out to me."
Meanwhile, I've decided to tell everyone about a particular work story, because a recent encounter has reminded me of it.
A few weeks back, I got to work far too early, and decided to go upstairs for a coffee. Unfortunately as soon as I sit down, this couple with a newborn baby decide to sit at the table next to me. They looked like they were married, cootchy-cooing with the baby and looking adoringly into each others eyes like they were the picture of a perfect marriage. I felt ill from the suburban-ness of it all, so I decided to head off to work.
2 hours later, I walk out of the coolroom with beer, and I see the man from this couple. However, wife and the baby are not with him. Instead, a really thin, young woman is basically draped across him, laughing and trying to act sexy in a liquor store. Clearly I can't stop myself, so I end up standing there, staring at them with my mouth wide open. They're all over each other, and I'm thinking "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THIS IS SO EXCITING YET SLEAZY". Then they WALK UP TO ME and ask what time the store shuts, so I answer while staring straight at the guy, who is now a little freaked out.
I just got reminded of this incident, because on Monday they came in again, and I was at the register. I realised it was the guy, with his thin lady friend, and then he realised it was me, strange salesperson. However, he then started acting very shifty, and wanted to leave as soon as possible. I unfortunately suspect that he must know that I know about his wick-dipping in other ponds.
So, flat hunting still consumes my time, however Alana has now joined, rendering it a far less heart-crushing occupation as we can now look for 2 bedroom places. We suffered defeat last weekend at a terrace in Surry Hills, right near the Hopetoun Hotel too. Last night I found a place on Norton Street that looked perfect, however the real estate agent is not answering their phone, so I've had to email her with desperate pleas of "Appointment inspection as soon as possible!!11!1!eleven!!1111". I was considering leaving messages on her phone, before logic kicked in and I thought "Best not look like a desparate loon, otherwise she might not be inclined to lease an apartment out to me."
Meanwhile, I've decided to tell everyone about a particular work story, because a recent encounter has reminded me of it.
A few weeks back, I got to work far too early, and decided to go upstairs for a coffee. Unfortunately as soon as I sit down, this couple with a newborn baby decide to sit at the table next to me. They looked like they were married, cootchy-cooing with the baby and looking adoringly into each others eyes like they were the picture of a perfect marriage. I felt ill from the suburban-ness of it all, so I decided to head off to work.
2 hours later, I walk out of the coolroom with beer, and I see the man from this couple. However, wife and the baby are not with him. Instead, a really thin, young woman is basically draped across him, laughing and trying to act sexy in a liquor store. Clearly I can't stop myself, so I end up standing there, staring at them with my mouth wide open. They're all over each other, and I'm thinking "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THIS IS SO EXCITING YET SLEAZY". Then they WALK UP TO ME and ask what time the store shuts, so I answer while staring straight at the guy, who is now a little freaked out.
I just got reminded of this incident, because on Monday they came in again, and I was at the register. I realised it was the guy, with his thin lady friend, and then he realised it was me, strange salesperson. However, he then started acting very shifty, and wanted to leave as soon as possible. I unfortunately suspect that he must know that I know about his wick-dipping in other ponds.