Wandering Through Life of B-rad

    Today marks 11 years since I was on the DSP also known in Australia as the Disability Support Pension. I had been on this for a number of years until I started working for my current employer at Coles. This year marks 19 years being employed by them as well. If memory serves I had been on the DSP since I was around 16 / 17 and had forever been told I did not need to work many hours, but I didn't want to be stuck with centrelink payments as it was restrictive and hard to do anything. My goal had been to earn enough money that I could get off the DSP and that came 11 years ago when I started working 30+ hours for my employer and my income was stripping most of the DSP away when I declared my income once a fortnight. That was pretty much annoying. I wanted to work the max hours I could and by rights being on the DSP meant I couldn't. The government had told me I didn't need a job and could survive on the pension, but that isn't enough money to survive on at all not wit...

  There are times when, you have to wonder what life is like for other people who have their full senses when I am missing two of them. Something that would smell nice A week ago I had cleaned up a milk spill after I had touched a stationary object with my pallet causing the milk crates full of milk to topple over. I had used a machine that sucks the water off the ground. I never emptied the machine of its milky goodness.   The spill that started it all Three days later I was back at work and one of the cleaners comes up to me and wanted me to empty the machine that had sat unused since that fateful day. He knew it was me and wanted to make it my problem. He showed me the liquid that was now basically cottage cheese that was really curdled. We took it out the back to clean it out, while the cleaner stood outside the bin room gagging while I poured the lumpy mess out of the catcher and washed it out with warm water. All the while I was laughing as I could hear him gaggi...