1. My first job was as a skating rink party hostess. I was paid $4.54/hr and had to either do the chicken dance or the Macarena with the party, depending on the age group of the birthday person. Can you believe that (a) I actually did those dances in front of the whole skating rink and (b) I was paid that little an hour? Crazy.
2. I am working in my third job this year. After finishing my PhD I found it a little difficult to figure out what I really wanted to do. Now I'm back in research at a uni and totally love it.
3. I haven't really bonded with Melbourne as yet. I think I am really a hot weather, outdoor living girl, and that is not really Melbourne's style. I've been here just over a year, so it may happen yet. It's definitely in the cards for us to move back to the sunshine state though (though not for a couple of years!).
Now I've got to nominate five more bloggers to play along. Here goes:
Jessica from Green Apples
The lovely lady from the Long and Winding Bobbin
Alana from Lazy Stitching
Corinne from Cherri-Berri
Lore from Sew Red Hot
Only answer if you have time - and sorry if you've already received this before!
Now onto the bad stuff. Yesterday it was a very lovely day in Melbourne. Hot, clear, dry. Lovely. Michael and I took Bessie for a walk in the Dandenongs. It was just gorgeous. I didn't have to wear a fleece, I actually got a little sun. Perfect.
We were driving back and stopped for a sandwich. It was difficult to obtain said sandwich on account of most of the places in the town we stopped at not making sandwiches on a sunday (!!). But we got one.
We jumped back in the car and had been driving for about 10 minutes when someone rear-ended us at a red light. That is not so great, but it wasn't too bad. Until the idiot reversed back up and rammed his car into us a second time. His reason? We were slowing down too much leading up to the red light. Now, Michael was driving, and I wouldn't describe him as a particularly granny-like overly cautious driver, so this was a bit of surprise to me.
What was even more of a surprise was when the idiot driver drove off. Queue in 5.5 hours of statement-taking by police, a trip to the hospital to get checked over and our day completely ruined. The good news is neither of us is hurt (neither is Bessie), the car is kind of okay, and the police are going to charge him with multiple offences.
Has anyone else encountered such random and deliberate road rage before? I am truly stunned that this guy thought he could get away with it by driving off.
