We win

Hello again. We do win. By a long way. We have an apartment, we have our tax file numbers so we can finally get paid, and we have big smiles on our faces.
As you can see, we have taken some photos of out apartment, I will guide you through them.
This is our hallway as you see it when you walk in the front door. I will explain now that we had no power last night because it hadn't been connected.

This is James humping my sleeping bag in his room. Notice the candle... romantic.
Me doing a handstand against the wall in my room. Who painted that painting on the wall? I remember trying to copy it in an art class in primary school.
James standing in the bath looking... straight... Again, the candle on the sink. The shower is opposite where James is standing just out of shot on the left.
Myself enjoying one of my favourite past-times. Lovely glow eminating from the candle... just make sure it's not too windy...












James on his thinking pedistool. Thats taken from the kitchen into the living room.

















Enjoying a candlelit sleep.












James poring over some bills in the kitchen. Pretty nice table huh?!











James and I doing what we do best.













Love to you all.
Til next time
Tom
p.s please send us any good recipes that we can cook. Either comment on here or wing an e-mail my way on dwyer_tom@hotmail.com. Cheers!

Who says you can't make money off commission?!

Hello everyone!
I hope everyone is good back home. I know im pretty well goddam enjoying myself!
My boss, Sunny, decided to give us an incentive earlier this week. We are split into seperate teams dependant on who was our trainer, and he set seperate sales goals for each team. If we made these goals, we got a reward. My team didn't get this goal, but James' did thanks to his sweet sales skills and his silky charms.
Luckily, Sunny gave the same incentive the next day, and my team reached it. So next saturday, Sunny is taking us out to a steak dinner. And I mean Australian Steak. For the older of the readers, how long has it been since you have seen, let alone eaten a T-bone steak? For the younger readers, have you even seen one? I know I haven't. Apparently they are the mutts nuts though.
Had a nice drinking session with some of the people that I work with tonight. Didn't actually pay for a drink, probably because I'm so adorable : ) It's so nice to wake up in the morning and actually look forward to the work that you are about to do that day. I expect a very small percentage of the people in modern day work actually appreciate that feeling.
Take today for example, I made 3 sales yesterday and I was expecting today to be an off day. First sale in the hour, and second sale a few hours later with a cup of tee thrown in. Can't complain!
I'm going to head off to bed now. Yay, barely existant mattress, loud mexicans and mosquitoes which are able to find that one spot on your forefinger that wakes you up in the night and makes you scratch so hard for so long that you worry the noises made by the bed aren't mistaken for you doing something else (sorry mum!)
On that rather bizarre note, I'm off.
Love to you all
Til next time
Tom

Not lovin' it so much

These are sad times... I hate that job.
Both today and yesterday I have made no sales. Nothing. It's kind of depressing thinking I could have slept in, chilled out, and enjoyed myself a lot more compared to walking around for 5 hours earning zip.
O well, I've decided to give it the week and see how it goes.
We may have found a house a few miles out of the city. It will be shared with two other people, a kiwi and a regular run-of-the-mill oz, but for $190 combined its pretty good. Apparently it's in a posh area as well. I'll fit in nicely then : )
I've got a banging head ache (not being helped by the annoying people playing war games all around me) so this is a short one. I'll update as soon as I can though!
Til next time
Tom

Lovin' it

First off i'd like to say thank you to the employment gods. My job is awesome. I had that first induction day thingy-ma-bob and it was sweet. Going around with the nicest guy in the world (Dean) and just having a laugh. We walked around a block knocking on doors asking if people want to pledge money towards Médecins Sans Frontières. Pretty cheesy huh? But it's for a good cause, and at the end of the day you know you've done something worthwhile.
Today... well, what can i say? Let's do some more of that fascinating maths. I earnt $170. Thats about 70quid (no pound sign!). That was working pretty hard from just after 3 til 8. 5 hours, 14 pounds an hour. Nice. However, when people start working for Credo Promotions, they get an incentive. The first month gives us 10 full-cycle tickets. This means that we can double the money we make for 10 sales of our choice in the first month.
For this particular promotion there are 4 different types of sales. $20 and $35 in direct debit and credit card forms. I did a $35 credit card sale today which is the best you can do, and I would usually get $85 dollars for this sale. Using my full-cycle ticket I get 2 x 85 = $170. Hard stuff eh?
Wait a second you say... I got $170 on one day, for one sale, when I was sharing the houses with Dean... I'm still learning : ) So on average, they get 3 sales a day. At the moment that would give me 3 x 170......... there yet? That's right, $510. A DAY! Sweet.
That's the bulk of the interesting things I have to say for now, as it is all basically work based. Apart from the accomodation gods are... not very nice.
There may be some interesting stories of tomorrow night (saturday) up here soon. May be...
Til next time
Tom

One step forward...

It was a very good day today. Sort of. We had an interview this morning for a sales company, and I went in there with no hopes of anything good. However, the manager Sonny was a really nice guy, and we had a chat for half an hour about what sort of people we are and what we can offer the company etc. We now have an evaluation day tomorrow working 1:30 to 8:30 with a couple of other guys that will show us the ropes.
We also found an amazing apartment, and we could have moved in there next week... However we have to be students and hold student cards to get the apartment. We found this out when we had bought tram tickets and were on the way to view the apartment. Thanks "Rainbow". Stupid name anyway. And we dont want to stay in an amazing suburb or anything... Cool.
So we went back to see Sonny to talk to him about apartments, and just because he was a nice guy, and he ended up taking us for a ride in his... FORD MUSTANG!!! O my god it was sweet. So he showed us another hostel we can stay at for another week.
Are you good at maths? You dont really need to be to work this out.
Current hostel: Greenhouse Backpacker - $245 each for a week. Large hostel, not very personal.
Next hostel: (Dont remember the name) - $70 each for a week. Small, cosy, activities within the hostel every night, friendly people.
In a word... banging.
So not all is lost. We can find another apartment, and we've got a bit of breathing space. We've also got quite a cushty job that will hopefully be sorted by tomorrow.
Thats all the news for today!
Til next time
Tom

What work?

I'm fed up. If two people enter your establishment asking for jobs, you expect them to have CV's, a contact number etc... If you go in asking for a job, you expect them to tell you if there are any going. Not "we will call you in 4 days", or "come in next week sometime". We need jobs. Anything. Seriously.
Back to some stories... Yesterday we were looking around for an estate agent, and we happened to stop a couple of middle-aged businessmen. Nice blokes. They happily pointed us in the right direction so we started off on out seperate directions, but they started chatting to us. Turns out "Errol" used to live in England, he was born in India just south of Delhi. He then proceeded to get our CV's, give us his number and told us to give him a call if we need help.
Next time you see me could be in a $2000 suit on tv, or maybe on milk carton.
We went to the beach today, thought there could be a few jobs kicking around... sure. No-where is that busy at this time of year, I guess because it's early spring so there are no tourists.
We have started looking around for apartments. We worked out that we could share an apartment with other people, or even get a 2-bedroom apartment in the centre of Melbourne for cheaper than it costs to stay in the hostel.
We may end up in Sydney now, apparently it is easier to get a job there. We will see!
O yeh, we didnt try the modelling job. James didnt let me.
Til next time
Tom

Work work work

We had a trial shift at http://www.manchesterlane.com.au/ last night. Pretty nice huh? It was daunting at first with the accents of the Aussies, and who's ever heard of a pot of Stella? Strange people... Anyway, it went ok, and by the end we had gotten the hand of things. I don't think we will take the job if we get offered it though, there are not enough hours for both of us to work to get an apartment. I could get a lifeguarding job, the pay is good and the hours aren't bad, and who can complain about watching a bunch of sun-blessed scantily-clad aussies play around in the water........ mmmmmm......... BUT!!!! Lifeguarding is sooo dull, and it would be better if we both worked the same shift at a bar or club etc. so we could explore the city together and not leave each other hanging around watching the world go by.
Yesterday I was saying to James how it would be rubbish to be a pigeon. Not only are they about the same cuteness as sewer-rats, but they have no life. Being a human, you are able to court people, go shopping, get absolutely hammered in a club and enjoy it, meet people, talk, and above all have the brain power to figure out that if a furry ball on the ground tasted bad, it will still taste bad 5 seconds after.
However, sitting outside a cafe today with a coffee, I changed my mind. No worries about money, you wouldn't feel embarrassed trying the same furry ball twice, and life is pretty goddamn simple. I'm sure life will pick up in time, but it's just waiting around that's bugging me.
Please comment with ideas of money-making ideas, or if you have a slightly insane wealthy relative in Australia that has fun giving English people lots and lots of money.
Time is ticking people, and as they say time is money. For some people... So I will leave you all of the humorous thought of James and I trying out at a model agency later today. I don't think I need to post how we do.
'Til next time!
Tom