The price of my soul

I don't have my camera here so no new pictures of Mike doing cool things, whilst I take pictures like an idiot. But after weeks of campaigning to him to actually take pictures, he finally brings his camera out last night, takes a couple of pictures and the thing breaks. I dont think he was to impressed when I pointed out the irony...

I had the interview for the commision sales job on tuesday. Left to get there extra early, ended up arriving 45 minutes early and sat in the waiting room while i could here the other salespeople cheering as the boss got them pumped up (or was squishing puppies...really couldn't tell : ). From there I went for a trial with the team I would work with. We drove an hour outside of the city, to a small industrial area, where i watched her work her magic. I remember the exact point where I decided it wasnt for me was when she was about to drop me off for the 1.5 hour trainride back to the office to arrange for me to start work, when she told one of the girls on her team to go start a conversation with this random guy...and to talk softly. So creepy, I guess the huge commisions weren't worth the price of my soul. A formula 1 racecar on the other hand wouldn't be such a stretch. Just got out of an interview for "Borders", which is the Australian Chapters, to work in the inventory room. Probably the only job that I have worked, since Coop at school, that I am pretty confident that I am qualified for.

Back to surfing. I think the week and a half spent washing onto the beach has finally started to pay off. I can acutally paddle out through the waves now and even managed to fool a group of surfers into following me to a new area in the waves. It was funny because I was just trying to get away from the really big waves but I guess they figured that anyone as dark as me must be a local who knows what he was doing...suckers. Been starting to get up regularly, not exactly riding the wave but being pushed along by the whitewater. Not quite there yet, but at least I dont sulk have to lie on the beach and sulk anymore. Internet is about to expire and I will get more pictures on next time. Also, just found out that aussies love to make giant paper mache things, like lobsters and kangaroos, hollow them out and put stores inside of them...crazy.