What was I thinking?
CactusZack tells us: "I stopped dating a girl AFTER she got breast implants. For what reason I do not know, and I still kick myself for this." Tell us about inexplicable decisions that still haunt you.
( , Thu 23 Sep 2010, 11:58)
CactusZack tells us: "I stopped dating a girl AFTER she got breast implants. For what reason I do not know, and I still kick myself for this." Tell us about inexplicable decisions that still haunt you.
( , Thu 23 Sep 2010, 11:58)
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Bad move
When I graduated all those years ago, I didn't have a bloody clue what to do. The only thing I was really interested in was writing, and I couldn't figure out a way to turn that into a job. I managed to get a crappy summer job clearing ut a building company's warehouses whilst living at home, and applied for every job I could think of meantime.
In the end I only found a dismal temping office job in Edinburgh. I didn't have any $$ to set myself in a flat there so commuted through from Stirling, where I knew someone with a room to let. This commute, and the fact that I was only a keyboard monkey, left me with next to no money to spare at the end of the week. I griped about this to the others in the office, and one guy said "Why don't you move into a hostel in Edinburgh? Then you'll be able to save up the deposit for a flat."
LIKE A FUCKING MORON that's what I did. I moved out of a comfortable flat and into a FUCKING HOSTEL with 12 beds in one large dormitory, one step off being homeless. And the stupid thing was that I saved next to no money on it because there were no cooking facilities so I had to eat takeaways every day.
So there I was, in a situation with zero privacy, surrounded by people who I loathed - obviously projecting my shame into ill-feeling towards them. I was making hardly enough money to get by and wondered why the fuck I was bothering. Naturally the only way to get out of this situation was to take MASSIVEDRUGS - but that's another story. Regardless, that was one of the stupidest decisions I've ever made.
( , Fri 24 Sep 2010, 9:33, 1 reply)
When I graduated all those years ago, I didn't have a bloody clue what to do. The only thing I was really interested in was writing, and I couldn't figure out a way to turn that into a job. I managed to get a crappy summer job clearing ut a building company's warehouses whilst living at home, and applied for every job I could think of meantime.
In the end I only found a dismal temping office job in Edinburgh. I didn't have any $$ to set myself in a flat there so commuted through from Stirling, where I knew someone with a room to let. This commute, and the fact that I was only a keyboard monkey, left me with next to no money to spare at the end of the week. I griped about this to the others in the office, and one guy said "Why don't you move into a hostel in Edinburgh? Then you'll be able to save up the deposit for a flat."
LIKE A FUCKING MORON that's what I did. I moved out of a comfortable flat and into a FUCKING HOSTEL with 12 beds in one large dormitory, one step off being homeless. And the stupid thing was that I saved next to no money on it because there were no cooking facilities so I had to eat takeaways every day.
So there I was, in a situation with zero privacy, surrounded by people who I loathed - obviously projecting my shame into ill-feeling towards them. I was making hardly enough money to get by and wondered why the fuck I was bothering. Naturally the only way to get out of this situation was to take MASSIVEDRUGS - but that's another story. Regardless, that was one of the stupidest decisions I've ever made.
( , Fri 24 Sep 2010, 9:33, 1 reply)
My mate did the same thing a few years ago,
Left sunny N.Ireland and lived in a hostel for 3 months hoping to find work in Edinburgh and save money. He hated it, ended up at my mates place almost every night hoping they would let him move into their one bedroom cupboard. They just didn't have the space.
He eventually moved home and was able to buy a house within 6 months of finding work, go figure.
( , Fri 24 Sep 2010, 14:33, closed)
Left sunny N.Ireland and lived in a hostel for 3 months hoping to find work in Edinburgh and save money. He hated it, ended up at my mates place almost every night hoping they would let him move into their one bedroom cupboard. They just didn't have the space.
He eventually moved home and was able to buy a house within 6 months of finding work, go figure.
( , Fri 24 Sep 2010, 14:33, closed)
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