Karma and a life hack

When I was having radiation therapy, I had to drive to the hospital every morning for four weeks. No biggy, except for the traffic and a particularly snarly bit involving two roundabouts and a bridge in between.

To keep this simple, coming in from the east, you need to change lanes in the first roundabout (on the bottom of this image) to get onto the bridge and, my god, some people will do anything NOT to let you in!

On the morning in question, a young girl in a hatchback coming in from the west refused to let me in, leaving me stranded midway around the 'bout'. Next to pull in, was a tradie, who also barred my way before the next car finally let me in.

Approaching the second roundabout, right ahead of me, the tradie rear ended the young girl's hatch back. As there's no where to stop on a bridge, she hesitated for a bit, then popped her hazard lights on, proceed directly through the next roundabout and pulled over. The tradie hung and left and drove off. No chance she'll ever see him again.

That's the karma bit.

So it got me thinking what would you do in that situation - being rear ended in traffic with nowhere to go? I figured if you have a reversing camera, you throw your car into R and take a photo of their licence plate with your phone.

There's the hack!

Photo of reversing camera screen

The Perfect Job

I was at the physio this week (dodgy knee...) when the lady at the desk remarked that it was lucky she worked there given she has two kids who seem to need a lot of treatment. The implication of course is that she gets it free or at mates' rates.

It got me thinking about the perfect job.

Assuming you can still tap into all the staff discounts and benefits by working in an organisation for just one day a week, I was thinking the perfect line up  could look like this:

Monday, grocery chain. I'm not fussed - Coles, Woolies, heck - I even love Aldi! I have no idea what the discounts are, but over a year it'd have to be significant.

Tuesday, department store. Preferably one that has the brands of clothes I like, but I'd be prepared to compromise! David Jones or Myer would be ideal. Can you imagine a decent discount on clothes for all the family, kitchen stuff, manchester, presents, sunglasses, handbags, cosmetics - pretty much everything!

Wednesday, medical clinic. I need to find one that has everything - GP, physio, optical - all rolled into one. Ideally it'd also have a few 'cosmetic' services too if you catch my drift... that'd save me a bomb.

Thursday, auto services. My car has cost me as small fortune of late with various things wrong with it. I need to work a day at some car centre that will provide a discount on services, repairs, tyres, diesel and detailing - oh and an Uber-like driver service for when I'm not driving. That ought to cover it!!

Friday. Hmmm. I'm a little torn. My head says I should choose a bank/financial institution to get an excellent deal on debt and lower fees on super - but my heart is screaming champagne!! After all, it's Friday.... but if I save enough on everything else, perhaps I can afford my own champers?? I'll go the finance - I think my level of debt warrants it!!

So, what role will I be fulfilling at all these organisations that makes me so valuable they're happy to afford me these perks? I have no idea - but it'd be certainly worth investigating!!

The fruitless rummage.

A stranger had a dig through my car earlier in the week.

I can't call it a break-in as in truth, we may have inadvertently left the car open after unpacking from the long weekend. It's also parked on the street so I guess that combination was irresistible for someone.

Sass jumped in the next day and wondered why all the service books were scattered over the front seat. I noticed the contents of the console was over mine. It was very slim pickings.

The only things stolen were my out of date prescription glasses (the case was way cooler than the glasses) and my spare sunglasses.

I suspect my business partner.

She did once threaten to dissolve the business should I be so brazen as to wear said sunglasses to the Spring Carnival races with clients - just because they came out of a $10 show bag. I've actually found a picture of the exact one!

It was the last day of the show so they were flogging two bags for the $20. You got to choose one hat, one pair of glasses, one scarf and one carry bag... oh the pressure!!! I chose the heavier, matt rimmed glasses which were the ones that were nicked. (BTW, the black floppy hat was too tight so has recently been sent to charity and Sass claimed the grey scarf.)

You'd have wonder how trying to sell those for a spot of cash went. That would have been worth witnessing.

On the upside, the culprit left behind my umbrella, the first aid kit, a pile of 5c coins, mints, a mini perfume, my coffee card and heaps of other small essentials that they obviously deemed worthless but would have been annoying to have lost. They also left the drawer under the driver's seat open, which was a bonus because I never knew there was a drawer there!! If there was some treasure in it from the previous owner, I'll never know.