They say money can’t buy happiness.
I don’t know about that. I mean if Tom scored a cracking acting gig and we could afford to buy a modest home with a small yard for the dogs in the inner western suburbs we’d be pretty happy. It wouldn’t take 2+ hours to get to the city for auditions and work, I could work at a hospital with a little more room for career progression, we’d be far closer to the airport which would make flying home to Queensland way more do-able. Much less hassle I’d say.
What about on a smaller scale though? What if you finish work late and you really want to get to your favourite class at the gym but you’re stuck in peak hour traffic? You’d pay a toll to use a less congested route wouldn’t you?
What if your car breaks down when you’re on your way to your best mates birthday party? Rather than wait around for NRMA you’d pay for a cab, yes?
What if you really couldn’t be bothered taking the stairs and there was a shiny escalator near by but you had to donate to the ‘escalator related injuries fund’ before you could use it…
The Umi Facts Lab team conducted a social experiment to see how lazy we really are. Check out the results here.
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