a sigh of relief just escaped my body. i don’t have anything to do until semester exams. which is in a month.
party time? hardly.
i start work at vodafone a week from today. it should be interesting, and hopefully it will earn me a lot of commission, but i’m also a little apprehensive. in the mail two days ago i received a 3kg package full of all the documents i had to read and sign. when i pulled it out i almost fell over. that’s how crazy it is. throughout the papers there were tabs that exclaimed “SIGN HERE!” which made me feel like i was signing divorce papers like they do in the movies.
the amount of precaution has made me cautious. there are so many clauses of “ifs” that i can’t really be bothered to read them all, but i’m sure there’s some dodgy fine print in there. there always is. i sometimes wonder whether it would just be better to work for some asians, receive cash in hand and not pay tax. but it also has its downsides, like everything else; no superannuation, for one. personally i have two super funds, both holding a couple of hundred dollars. yay for preparing for retirement.
i was thinking about how, statistically, only about 1% of people over 65 retire wealthy. a further 5% are able to support themselves, and the rest either have to work, rely on a pension or survive on their kiddies. it’s a little embarrassing, and rather sad actually. i’m sure right now, at the young age of 18, i don’t believe i will retire poor, but i bet most of those 94 percentile didn’t either. it’s just so much harder to get rich than it used to be.
so make an investment; have kids. or not, because there are too many already.