Million Dollar Paper
I just read an article outlining what a million dollars can buy you in today’s property market, and comparing this across Australia’s capital cities. Hobart, apparently, is still seeing soaring house prices, albeit from a low starting point, while Sydney offers its usual fare of inflated valuations with weekend auction mania only reinforcing that position. At the end of the day, it seems, you’ve just got to accept that property prices are always going to be on the up.
I mean, what do you expect when auctioneers are giving away 8-packs of toilet paper to the first bidder of the day? That’s a thing – seriously, look it up. It’s certainly one way to get the ball rolling, although I have to say that it’s a bit manipulative, what with how desperate people are for loo rolls at the moment. It might seem like a harmless, light-hearted move, but people can be persuaded into things they wouldn’t normally do when the pressure is on.
Imagine this: you head over to an auction just for interest’s sake, and end up bidding on a whim in hopes of scoring some toilet paper for your family. Next thing you know, you’re sitting down with a conveyancing lawyer, trying to explain to yourself how you got here. It was just an innocent first bid to get things started (and secure yourself those coveted rolls), and not really meant as a serious offer. But with the toilet paper prize off the table, nobody else bothered to bid, and you won the auction.
So it is that you’ve found yourself at your local conveyancing office, Brighton property prices looming over you – really, a new apartment is the last thing you need right now. You’ve got bigger fish to fry, what with this months-long toilet paper shortage and all. And yet here you are, going through the Section 32 of your newly acquired property like a chump. Granted, you got it for a steal because you were the only bidder, but the reserve was high to begin with.
I’ve just purchased three second hand cars to use as the company cars for my business. Myself and my employees often have to drive to different clients for pitches and meetings, which we were originally doing in our own cars. As we are all from different financial backgrounds, some of the cars weren’t quite up to the standard that we like to present ourselves to our clients. That’s not anyone’s fault, but appearances are very important in this business and so it was clear that something needed to be done. Once the accountants found enough money in the budget, they gave me the go-ahead to source some second hand vehicles to be used as company cars.
My dad’s always been one for schemes that strike others as bonkers, and it seems he’s still going strong with this in his 70s. This became clear to me today when he announced over lunch that he’s planning to enter a hot rod competition by grafting a rusty 1940s milk truck body onto a racing car… or something to that effect. I kind of tuned out after he told me he’d found the milk truck on Plumtree and it hadn’t cost him a cent.
I think my housemate might be letting herself get carried away with her enthusiasm for adding new plants to the garden. It’s all well and good for her to be sprucing things up around here; my concern is just that she’s buying new plants at a faster rate than she can look after them. This is taking into account the fact that she only started up on this gardening bender a couple of months ago. In other words, she’s yet to prove her green thumb.
Introducing the new Solar Entertainment System! The perfect gaming console for the entire galaxy. It doesn’t matter if you work in an office, a commercial warehouse or from the comfort of your own couch; the SES can go with you anywhere. It weighs less than light itself and runs practically at FTL speeds! Our gaming system has so much battery storage that you won’t ever even have to charge it. We’ve achieved this by using
I can’t believe my book is selling so well! Who would have thought that people actually wanted to read a story about a simple plumber going about his daily life in Melbourne? Definitely not me, that’s for sure. I just assumed that this was a book which would never see the light of day. I only sent it to one agent, Janet McCallom, who rejected it pretty quickly. After that, I wasn’t even going to try to get it published.
I have never liked anything that is dirty. I don’t like germs, I don’t like animals and I most definitely do not like disgusting things like sewerage or plumbing. There would be no amount of money in the world that could get me to do any sort of job that involved getting dirty, and seriously I don’t know how tradespeople, especially plumbers, do it. It makes me feel sick to think that people would actually willingly touch that stuff, regardless of whether they’re getting paid insane amounts of money or not. People say that my fear of dirt and getting dirty is irrational. They’ll be saying otherwise when they’ve gotten sick from too many germs.
Getting the right balance of going head-to-head with the elements and optimising your ride’s performance is no mean feat. What I mean is, if your aim is off-road adventures, then you don’t want your vehicle to be so cushy that you might as well be driving on the highway.
Here’s a question. Why do property sales always go through real estate agents? Put that in your hat and sit on it.