There is a war going on when it comes to housing here in Australia especially here in Brisie. A colleague of mine got kicked out of his house with a, hang on to your seats, two weeks’ notice. So imagine you’re drinking a nice cold beer by the pool side and the mailman comes by with a letter on Saturday saying: "bugger off we’re selling the house, and oh by the way, you have 14 days to find a new house, pack, move and settle."
After chocking on your beer making your face turn blue, shooting the mailman’s head off, your face turns red with anger.
But hey, that’s the law down here. You can stay and fight it off with a lawyer for another 4 weeks but you’ll be registered as a squatter and your chances to rent anywhere else plummets to somewhere between ‘bugger all’ and ‘freaking no way’.
So now my colleague has cancelled his plans for the coming 2 weeks and is packing his stuff and ploughing the Internet for a new home. I hope I don’t piss off my landlord.
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