"Do you talk to any of them?" said my boss, Kendricks. "I catch a train home with one of the girls." "Which one?" "The cute one." "There's a cute one who works in Appco?" "Hell yeah there is." Strawberry blonde hair... Freckles. Skinny. Her name was Cindy... Shortly after that,
08.30.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
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O'Riley sat in the interview room before a panel. "So, tell us a little about your previous position." "I was working for SalesPower in the JetFlights campaign in Carlton." "Oh really – my son works there at TransLink, on level three. Do you know Andlin?" "Uhhhh..." She had thought
08.21.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
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"Come on dude, we'll go to the Gold Coast for the weekend; it'll be sweet. Flights are cheap right now - up and back for $150 – I already checked it out. It'll take your mind off things." "I dunno... I think I'd rather stay at home and drink Coopers feeling sorry for myself. I downloaded the
08.1.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
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Charlton's is a great dive for karaoke. Though it once sported the most exhaustive list of possible karaoke songs, now somehow it had changed karaoke companies and the list has been cut down to a bare minimum of thirty five sheets, lacking even a single Bowie song. I'm standing on the side of th
07.25.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
1 CommentSometimes it's the thrill of the chase. Other times, it's the thrill of the short-cut.
07.11.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
No CommentsI guess you can always go home. I went back to see my family in Maitland a few weeks ago. I guess it's just what I expected. Nothing really changes there, and it almost reminds me of how little I've changed in the past two years – or maybe it's just been so long that I don't remember the refe
02.28.2010| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
1 CommentHer name was Iola. She's about thirty. Dark skin. Curly hair. I met her at Bar Open. The night I met her, she invited me to come to her place for a barbeque, but she never gave me the details, so I didn't go. After that, I didn't speak to her for a year. I texted a bunch of girls in my phon
10.1.2009| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
11 CommentsI'd just gotten into Melbourne. I met this chubby eighteen year old girl with braces on Johnston St. Textbook as it comes. Said "hello" waiting for the little man to go green, got her number. I said "I'll call you." And she said "I look forward to it!" I called her a couple of times – pump
09.26.2009| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
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