I went to buy some high density foam today. $87 or something bucks, that's pretty cool - manageable, I guess. So during the transaction I handed over my debit card to pay using my cheque account. Meanwhile I was silently hoping that I had enough funds in there because since my internet banking was locked after I tried logging in three times (I swear it was the same password but it just locked me), I had no idea how much money I had in there. It had been locked for almost a month because I was too lazy to just pick up the phone and call the bank. So it was a whole month of using my debit card and not knowing what rate I was going at ploughing through my last remaining dollars I had on my name.

"Sorry the transaction was rejected". Damnit. So I obviously have less than $87 in my bank account. Hesitantly, I pulled out the remnants of my wallet, $50. "Please put fifty on cash and the rest on my card". The $37 went through. Phew! So I lugged my huge lump of expensive blue shit to my car thinking "Maybe I had only $60 in my account. I should have atleast $20 left in there".

Drove to Chadstone where my first stop was the bank. I asked the teller to unlock my internet banking account to which she replied, "I'm sorry I can't do that. You're going to have to call our hotline."
And I go "But I'm physically standing HERE. I have VISITED the bank... surely you can do something. Surely that takes more effort than picking up the phone!".
She goes "I'm sorry I can't control the passwords for the internet banking side of it". And there I am rolling my eyes because what's the point of branches these days then?!
"Can I atleast check the balance on my account then please?" and I hand her my card. I got a little mini statement printed out... of which my eyes darted straight to the final figures. And my jaw dropped.

10 cents. 10 cents is all I have to my name.

I quickly checked the coin section of my wallet $6.25. Great. My wonderful self is worth a total value of $6.35.

Right now I'm tweedling my thumbs as to what to do exactly about my slightly pressing problem. I need to get myself another job because I'm having some issues with my work right now, I'm technically unemployed. Fuckers. And the manager is too scared to return my calls! How lame is that! I tried calling again today to yell at them but the 'leadership team' (what bullshit) was not in and will not be in until thursday. So thursday awaits my abusive phone call.

My problem is that I'm so worried about next semester that I don't really want a job. Next semester will be absolute craziness, I want all the time I can possibly get to concentrate on my uni. My thesis. My friggin' 5 or 6 subjects (depending on my results which will be released this Thurs). Argghhh...!

Oh and btw, back to my luck I mentioned earlier about just having enough funds (bar the 10 cents) on my card to pay the balance of my foam... the irony of it all is... I signed up to Google Adsense for some extra money for hosting ads on my site (which is why you see to your right there is a Google sponsored ad). One of their ways of verifying your bank account is by making a small deposit. They sent me slightly more than $1. If it weren't for this extra bit of money, I would not have been able to pay for my foam!

Thank god for Google Adsense! Oh and before I forget... if you see an ad that interests you, please click on it. It doesn't hurt and doesn't take more than just the push of the mouse button. I shall be receiving some small small income for that. Please help in my time of need! :P