EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact
A local woman has this week decided she’s okay with the world burning, after a simple dinner out saw her forking out over $50 for a chicken schnitzel (without chips) and one glass of wine.
Speaking to The Advocate, Alesha Horton [30] says she’s ‘fucking done with everything’, and that she now plans on spending her weekends drinking goon in the park like she did as a teenager.
“I’m just…tired”, says a deflated Alesha.
“Rents gone up, HECs debt increase is going to absolutely going to fuck me come June.”
“I can’t even soften the blow with a tax break because that’s been taken away from me too.”
“A hundred dollars in groceries gets me nothing.”
“And still, I’m the lucky one. Because there’s families out there who are struggling to pay off the extra $1k a month in mortgage, and feed their kids. Or trying to find a place to live.”
“It just blows my mind. My mum and dad raised two kids on a single low income. The only time we mildly struggled with money was when my sister needed three years worth of braces because her teeth were fucked.”
Letting out a sigh, Alesha says she feels hopeless and angry at the state of the world, and is growing increasingly more radical.
“Phillip Lowe is saying he’s trying to do what’s best for our country and that he feels for those struggling to pay off their mortgage.”
“While he tucks into a lavish meal with a $400 fucking bottle of wine.”
“And our Prime Minister, oh he just loves to bang on about how he was raised by a single mum who lived in social housing, doesn’t he?”
“Meanwhile he’s building fucking stadiums, having interviews with that cunt Piers Morgan, and raising Jobseeker for people over the age of 55.”
“He doesn’t give a shit.”
“I feel tricked.”
Pausing to rub her brow, Alesha says she wanted to get a bit of socialising done before she’s forced to really crunch numbers next month but even that was ruined.
“$15 for a glass of wine”, she spits, “poured enough to fill a flea’s asshole with room to spare.”
“I didn’t think to ask how much it was.”
“And no, it wasn’t an expensive bottle either”, she laughs, “it goes for $22 at BWS.”
“Fuck going out.”
“Fuck everything, really.”
“I’m tired.”
More to come.
