When I first moved to Sydney, for some reason I started entering competitions, quite obsessively in fact. I’d always scoffed at those people who enter competitions for a living, but very quickly I started to win stuff. It wasn’t even like I was entering loads of competitions – just one or two a week. And it worked unbelievably well.
That’s not to say all the prizes were that good – I found the key was to enter competitions indiscriminately. So for every VIP yacht trip, you end up with something pretty shitty like a family pack of tuna, or a desk fan. But hey, that’s the competition roller coaster right?
Here’s a summary of what I got in 12 months:
- Audi A3 for the weekend
- A days sailing on a VIP yacht at Sydney Regatta with unlimited champagne
- Sailing lessons on the harbor
- Henry Lloyd jackets and polo shirts
- Designer sunglasses
- Tickets to Sydney outdoor cinema
- Tickets to ‘summer music festival’ Moore Park
- Tickets to Chinese Laundry garden Party
- Best of VICE hardback photo book
- Pair of tickets to see Ladysmith Black Mambaza at State Theatre
- Kings of Leon tickets at Sydney Entertainment Centre
- A case of fine wine
- Numerous cinema tickets
- Ten bowling passes at AMF
And that’s it. I’ve since become disillusioned with competitions and don’t enter them anymore.
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