Yesterday's dinner conversation was about being marginalised in Perth. Like I said, sometimes you just can't help but wonder. We had a unit inspection by the powers-that-be (actually just the housing office) on whether our cleaning roster's adhered to, stuff like that, yesterday. According to the damn office, villagers found not doing their duties were to receive a pre-determind amount of fine and a warning letter. What happened last semester was that one of my housemates, non-Australian, got slapped with a $25 penalty for some mould in the bathroom which could not be removed with normal household grade cleaning agent. Apparently the office was aware of that, but fined the housemate anyways.
This semester, two of my housemates, both Australians, were found to have not done their duty to the inspector's satisfaction. Guess what? They got just a warning slip, no fine.
It's incidents like these that bring to mind other once-thought trivial occasions like being ignored at ice cream counters, being egged while on buses, y'know, little little things, but things that make you wonder nonetheless.
This semester, two of my housemates, both Australians, were found to have not done their duty to the inspector's satisfaction. Guess what? They got just a warning slip, no fine.
It's incidents like these that bring to mind other once-thought trivial occasions like being ignored at ice cream counters, being egged while on buses, y'know, little little things, but things that make you wonder nonetheless.
remember jofenton's story abt her life in aussie?
deja vu!
-s.y.
poor you.