Story of a wanker
I’m not saying that artists, musicians, writers, actors, directors, and philosophers are better than other people, just far more interesting.
I’ve been spoilt, I went straight from Studying Art and Uni to full time musicianship. I hadn’t gone to bed earlier that 1 AM for over a year. I traveled the country and met amazing artists everywhere I went. The world was an amazing place full of free thinkers. I partied with my favorite rock star, and talked politics, I stayed up all night with a painter and made love and talked about whether god was in my head, or outside my head. I walked to the top of MT wellington and meditated all day. On my quiet days I would got to the cinema and see a few movies.
I need money all of sudden to sort out a few pressing issues (mainly a credit card debt), and I am working at myer full time. I told my boss I was a musician, and she asked me if I was going on idol next year. I told her that Bobby was a friend, she said ‘oh the weird one’. I stood behind the counter all day and talked about the lollies at crazy Clarks with Jen, she assured me they were counterfeit Cadbury bars. During my break I decided I am that I am quitting at the end of the year debt paid or not.
On the way home on the train my ipod ran out of batteries. The group of women in front of me were talking about all the amazing times they had on the Brisbane transport system.
‘Yeah one time, like, I caught the 211, and it ended up in Darra, (laughs) so I caught a taxi to Inala (Laughs)’
‘That nothing me and trev, we caught a train, and it turned out to be an express ipswitch train, and we ended up in ipswitch’
‘look at that guy! he is running, running for a train, on platform 5! must be inbound’ said the morbidly obsese lady.
‘Yeah not all the trains are inbound on 5, I thought that, but I got one once and there was track works and I ended up on platform 3 in Taringa’
I turned the less obese lady ‘Once I lost a gram of coke in Canada and found it in my shirt pocket in Tokyo, so I had accidently smuggled coke across three boarders, funny huh!’
Now that a story!
They were quiet for the rest of the trip.
