Sorry, just checking are you saying a deposit for a caravan?..as a 6 week European trip won't touch the sides of a house deposit these days unless its a 5 star hoteling with first class flights and the best dining you could do.
Well, sort of.
Before I read this I actually alluded to this sort of thing being what I wish I had done back when. Good for you. Good choice. And it is a choice.
Pedantic numbnut, nice.Yeah ok, whatever generation it is you want to identify as.
LOL
I do know they are renters. I live here. I talk to them. I hang out with them...more to the point and quite puzzling to myself - they hang out with me. They are my friends who have friends who are my acquaintances. Most of them have good jobs. Mid 20s to mid 30s. Man buns galore or the latest clipper creation to go with thousands of $$ worth of tats, all the latest gym gear and memberships, and latest model phones and tablets, drinking ******* chai latte (no accounting for people's taste) paying hundreds of dollars to go to some shitty music thingo to idolise and watch mainly ******* DJs hahaha what a joke, with their SUV carrying around the windsurf gear, the selection of surf boards and diving gear, but not quite enough room for the state of the art bike they just bought off gumtree. But enough. You get the picture but I bet you refuse to see it.
And, George Kramer, no, I didn't go to every table you pedantic numnut. Overhearing the table next to ours and the conversation at our table is enough. I know their conversation. I've heard it over and over ad nauseam.
I'm very lucky to be invited and included...to just about everything. I have to keep reminding them I'm 2ce+ their age so I don't want to listen to a lot of their shitty music, can't stay out as late, drink as much, party like they do.
My place gets used as a halfway house so often I couldn't count the number of times. Nursing drunks, the hungover, the locked out of their apartment/room/house, the too-lazy(or too drunk or drugged)-to-cook-for-themselves hungry mouths, those at a loose end just looking for a place to chill and drink my beer and watch footy... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
But they choose to be who they are, and complaining about not being able to save for a deposit on a house is an excuse to keep living the fantastic fun life they live. I should have made that choice way back when.
Now, how about that footy?
Absolutely agree ....I can speak from 1st hand experience, this is spot on
There's an enormous difference in incomes in Oz. Young people spent in excess of a billion bucks to see Taylor Swift. Download the music from Spotify FFS.Yesterday I visited our nearby beachside coffee shop. It was full, inside and outside. Every car park taken up with some variety of late model SUV...and there sat all the renters whinging about not being able to save a deposit.
the same old bombs that conk out every 1000km costing more to fix than they're worth?
Thats cause all those “old bombs” are now either dead and buried/melted down after being stripped at the wreckers… or are worth a small fxxkn fortune as rare collectables!..
Those old bombs are probably just as old as the 90’s cars getting around now.
Not really any need to turn things political both sides regularly stuff up.
It's always fun to when arguing with boomers to compare their wage when they first bought a house vs the house price.
You sound like fun. And delusional.Yeah ok, whatever generation it is you want to identify as.
LOL
I do know they are renters. I live here. I talk to them. I hang out with them...more to the point and quite puzzling to myself - they hang out with me. They are my friends who have friends who are my acquaintances. Most of them have good jobs. Mid 20s to mid 30s. Man buns galore or the latest clipper creation to go with thousands of $$ worth of tats, all the latest gym gear and memberships, and latest model phones and tablets, drinking ******* chai latte (no accounting for people's taste) paying hundreds of dollars to go to some shitty music thingo to idolise and watch mainly ******* DJs hahaha what a joke, with their SUV carrying around the windsurf gear, the selection of surf boards and diving gear, but not quite enough room for the state of the art bike they just bought off gumtree. But enough. You get the picture but I bet you refuse to see it.
And, George Kramer, no, I didn't go to every table you pedantic numnut. Overhearing the table next to ours and the conversation at our table is enough. I know their conversation. I've heard it over and over ad nauseam.
I'm very lucky to be invited and included...to just about everything. I have to keep reminding them I'm 2ce+ their age so I don't want to listen to a lot of their shitty music, can't stay out as late, drink as much, party like they do.
My place gets used as a halfway house so often I couldn't count the number of times. Nursing drunks, the hungover, the locked out of their apartment/room/house, the too-lazy(or too drunk or drugged)-to-cook-for-themselves hungry mouths, those at a loose end just looking for a place to chill and drink my beer and watch footy... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
But they choose to be who they are, and complaining about not being able to save for a deposit on a house is an excuse to keep living the fantastic fun life they live. I should have made that choice way back when.
Now, how about that footy?
But but but the interest rates!
And why shouldn't they? boomers that is. It is all relative. It always has been.
This is ignorant utter bullshit.
