Category: Conveyancing

Conveyancing and Children

movingIn retrospect, no one really ‘hates’ children, even though many claim to. After all, children are not constrained by race, ethnicity, cultural background, family or any of the things we usually judge humans with. They are universal. Thus, people who claim to ‘hate’ children are actually just objecting to their shared behaviours: rudeness, loud voices, a lack of inhibitions and a general absence of the ability to make decent conversations.

Thus, I object to the shared behaviours of nearly all children. In fact, I strongly object more than most, which I acknowledge as a personal weakness as there are many who can handle children with no issues whatsoever. It has cost me, in the past. I used to be a conveyancer. Melbourne has many houses and properties I need of conveyancing, and no doubt they continue to be conveyed without me. I became a liability in the office whenever clients brought their children, which I must note, they were at liberty to do. We even had a designated play area with various tools of education, such as that strange device with beads and very long pieces of thin metal for children to…do whatever it is they do with such a device. However, sometimes in my conveyancing duties, parents would bring their children of varying ages into the room. The children would proceed to make sounds of an unpleasant tone and timbre, possibly indicating want or need. I would object, and the clients would not be pleased. Those are the broad stroke details of why I left that particular line of work.

Melbourne deserves conveyancing solicitors who are more tolerant of all clientele, and not just those who can compose themselves with decorum and respect of the great pursuit of property transfers. In retrospect, perhaps I am experiencing difficulty letting go of my previous vocation. However, I cannot return. I must find my own way, a way without the possibility of the child contact that irks me so. Perhaps I can work from home.


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Conveyancing v Architecture

I Conveyancing Melbourne don’t know why, exactly, but for some reason I thought that after my first year of uni I would have at least some idea of what I was actually going to do with the rest of my life. I thought I would just move straight through into the course I’d already chosen for myself, that I would take a wide range of different subjects, and naturally fall into something that I loved. Well, a year has passed and I still have no flaming idea what I’m doing with my life. More than that, I don’t even know what I want to do this year. When enrollment happened I just sort of picked a whole heap of classes at random and hoped for the best. Maybe I wouldn’t have to find my future. Maybe it would find me.

Looking back at my chosen classes, I really don’t know what in the world I thought I was doing. I have finance mixed in with conveyancing, agriculture with architecture. It’s a mess, pure and simple. People have been telling me pretty much non-stop that I need to play to my strengths, but what do you do when you’re mediocre at everything? I mean I’m not stand out good or bottom of the class bad so I haven’t been able to narrow down my list of options.

Maybe, instead of thinking about strengths vs weaknesses, I should think about practicality. I mean, is there anywhere to practice conveyancing in Mentone? Probably. Are there more than ten conveyancing companies? Probably not. Even though moving closer to the city would be great for a lot of reasons, it’s not something I really want to be doing right now. I love living here, I can’t see myself wanting to move in the foreseeable future.

The whole thing is just such a guessing game – it drives me up the wall. All I can really hope for is to luck out and end up somewhere half decent.

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