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Aug. 1st, 2011 12:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shade184I've been working for Aaron for nearly four months now. I simply cannot believe how quickly time has passed, it seems like only yesterday I found an available job.
I'm not going to stay a painter, however. I'm not going to work until I'm twenty-three, living out of building sites, on next to no pay, just so I can have a trade that will almost certainly be obsolete before I turn forty. No, I'm not waiting around for that.
This job has been a fantastic start for me. And now it's time to move on. Step 1: acquire driver's license. That can be done within a month. I'll call a driving school in Petrie, get 'em to come to me, and use what I DO earn to get that little piece of plastic. Okay, cool. Step 2 I can figure out once I've completed the first step. (I hear removalists are looking for people, and those guys pay REALLY well. I'm told that it's shit work, but I've been doing shit work for months now. I'll survive. Might have a look once I can drive legally.)
Okay, got that out of the way.
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Tonight's one of those nights where I just need some company. Doesn't really matter what we do. Just sitting and drinking coffee/port/whatever, maybe watching whatever's on TV (well, if I had TV); or, if it was a more intimate friend, cuddling on the couch or something. Just someone I can "be" with, y'know?
(Another reason why I need to move on from this job. Screw that "true friends don't care how much you earn" rubbish, I simply can't afford a social life right now. Anyone who's tried to have a social life on a salary like mine will know exactly what I'm on about.)
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That's all I really have to say tonight. Just that things are moving forward, and that my heart's still not getting what it needs.
I'm not going to stay a painter, however. I'm not going to work until I'm twenty-three, living out of building sites, on next to no pay, just so I can have a trade that will almost certainly be obsolete before I turn forty. No, I'm not waiting around for that.
This job has been a fantastic start for me. And now it's time to move on. Step 1: acquire driver's license. That can be done within a month. I'll call a driving school in Petrie, get 'em to come to me, and use what I DO earn to get that little piece of plastic. Okay, cool. Step 2 I can figure out once I've completed the first step. (I hear removalists are looking for people, and those guys pay REALLY well. I'm told that it's shit work, but I've been doing shit work for months now. I'll survive. Might have a look once I can drive legally.)
Okay, got that out of the way.
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Tonight's one of those nights where I just need some company. Doesn't really matter what we do. Just sitting and drinking coffee/port/whatever, maybe watching whatever's on TV (well, if I had TV); or, if it was a more intimate friend, cuddling on the couch or something. Just someone I can "be" with, y'know?
(Another reason why I need to move on from this job. Screw that "true friends don't care how much you earn" rubbish, I simply can't afford a social life right now. Anyone who's tried to have a social life on a salary like mine will know exactly what I'm on about.)
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That's all I really have to say tonight. Just that things are moving forward, and that my heart's still not getting what it needs.