This weekend I was forced to face some confronting facts about the company I work for. As much as I’d wanted to believe otherwise, they really are just another corporate entity who don’t really give a shit about a lot of things unless they’re a revenue source.

It’s also dawning on me that I should probably roll back the part of my life that involves me so heavily with work. Sure, I work with cool people, but since I took this job, I feel like I only ever involve myself with work people. It’s only healthy to get to see your other mates as well. Therefore, when I move to Melbourne, I’m going to strike heavily into a “do work, go home” mentality.

And next time I get laid off, I’ll definitely go angrily flip some desks. (I probably wouldn’t really be that angry, just looking for an excuse to flip a desk. Knowing my luck it’ll be bolted to the floor and I’ll do my back in).

Adam, however, is looking to return to being a bouncer while he looks for full-time work once we move to Melbourne. I’m hoping there’s one establishment in particular that he has a stab at working for.

I visited the new National Gallery of Victoria at Federation Square late last year. It’d just opened, but there was an interesting sight to be seen there. Slowly rumbling around confusedly, not entirely unlike harbingers of doom who’d happened to sniff a little too much oil-based paint, were what I could only describe as Art Bouncers.

Intimidatingly posing their frame in the entrance to the gallery, they challenged most everyone who dared take a peek inside at the paintings within, whispering into their little earpieces. I guess they were waiting for the inevitable art-loving bucks party to rock up and start causing trouble.

I can just see Adam dragging someone around the side of the gallery and kicking them purposefully in the guts, grunting something like, ‘The likes of you modern surrealist-loving types aren’t fuckin’ welcome here, GOT IT?’

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