re the previous post
God but I`m a moaning sod, sorry to make you all feel down. Not that any one reads this drivel.
Unemployment has finally driven the wife out of what few wits she had and now I'm afflicted with terminal Most Haunted. For eight nights (eight till twelve) I'm subjected to precious Evette Fielding shrieking like a ....well like someone not right. (Shame, she was really nice on Blue Peter)
If the woman is that scared someone tell her to stop asking ghosts/spirits/
hob goblins/cameramen/members of the crew to come to her and then we can all get some peace.
You know, if i was the spirit she was trying to contact I would NOT muck around growling and throwing little stones, I`d heave a great big rock and then,in a loud quavering scary voice, I`d say FUCK OFF you annoying little ghost hunter you.
Once again Im moaning (rather like Evettes friends) sorry.
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
Monday, 26 October 2009
Every Day is a Joy
I don`t want this whole " blog idea " to sound as if I`m doing nothing but moaning, BUT....
I`m sick of applying to company`s who are either so busy or are so lacking in manners that they won`t reply to applications. Even e-mailed applications for gods sake, how long does it take to say thanks but you are too old, so fuck off and don`t bother to apply to our young peoples company again you old fart. ( They don`t really say that but it feels like it, they dont reply so how do I know?)
I`m sick of explaining to the twelve year old(they really are twelve)who "signs me on " every other Thursday, that a part time or temporary position won`t even pay the mortgage let alone allow us to eat and maybe even have the heating on ( thank god for the Indian summer we`re supposed to have).
I`m sick of having all the time in the world and being so bored. I know, use your energy to find a job, Mr Brown says the recession is coming to an end and there are jobs out there. WELL I CANNOT FIND ONE.............I`m not nineteen, I`m fifty three, I`m not stupid, I`m not slow, I am hardworking, I do take an interest in what I`m doing, I`m polite, I`ve got huge amounts of experience all I ask is that it pays a living wage.
I`m sick of being poor...... I was`nt always poor, not so long ago we owned a florists shop. We opened six days aweek, we thought about it seven days aweek twenty four hours a day, we put ALL our savings into it, I even cashed in my pension in a vain attempt to keep it going during the last few months.
For a few years we made a little money, we employed staff, we paid our taxes,we did`nt fiddle, we worked it by the book. You know what happened, we got screwed by the banks, by the tax office, by the VAT, by advertising agencies,by suppliers, by anyone who could,and more than a few who supposedly could`nt, and still we did`nt go bankrupt, we paid and we paid `till there was nothing left and then we closed and left sadder and wiser people. It feels that our staff did better out of our shop than we did, not that I feel bitter, not much any way, but employee rights are so much better than employers rights, and now because we tried to make something of ourselves we`re stuffed, financially, employment wise in fact any way you like to think of it, just STUFFED.Who wants to take on someone who has done employment tax, PAYE, VAT,book keeping and everything else you need to do when you own your own business. They want someone they can train THEIR way, for Gods sake I can be trained.The phrase old dogs new tricks springs to mind, perhaps that's what they believe
I`m sick of getting up in the morning and not being able to afford to DO anything. If your working you wont believe me but being unemployed is BORING. Would`nt you think that not having to do anything would be great,it`s not, it`s tedious, soul destroying and encourages day time television. What do the other two million people do, voluntary work?, work off the record? sorry I`m just not that sort. Guess I`m just too selfish, I know it sounds as if I don't give a damn about anyone else, I do, it`s just that I care about ME and MINE more.
I`m sick of applying to company`s who are either so busy or are so lacking in manners that they won`t reply to applications. Even e-mailed applications for gods sake, how long does it take to say thanks but you are too old, so fuck off and don`t bother to apply to our young peoples company again you old fart. ( They don`t really say that but it feels like it, they dont reply so how do I know?)
I`m sick of explaining to the twelve year old(they really are twelve)who "signs me on " every other Thursday, that a part time or temporary position won`t even pay the mortgage let alone allow us to eat and maybe even have the heating on ( thank god for the Indian summer we`re supposed to have).
I`m sick of having all the time in the world and being so bored. I know, use your energy to find a job, Mr Brown says the recession is coming to an end and there are jobs out there. WELL I CANNOT FIND ONE.............I`m not nineteen, I`m fifty three, I`m not stupid, I`m not slow, I am hardworking, I do take an interest in what I`m doing, I`m polite, I`ve got huge amounts of experience all I ask is that it pays a living wage.
I`m sick of being poor...... I was`nt always poor, not so long ago we owned a florists shop. We opened six days aweek, we thought about it seven days aweek twenty four hours a day, we put ALL our savings into it, I even cashed in my pension in a vain attempt to keep it going during the last few months.
For a few years we made a little money, we employed staff, we paid our taxes,we did`nt fiddle, we worked it by the book. You know what happened, we got screwed by the banks, by the tax office, by the VAT, by advertising agencies,by suppliers, by anyone who could,and more than a few who supposedly could`nt, and still we did`nt go bankrupt, we paid and we paid `till there was nothing left and then we closed and left sadder and wiser people. It feels that our staff did better out of our shop than we did, not that I feel bitter, not much any way, but employee rights are so much better than employers rights, and now because we tried to make something of ourselves we`re stuffed, financially, employment wise in fact any way you like to think of it, just STUFFED.Who wants to take on someone who has done employment tax, PAYE, VAT,book keeping and everything else you need to do when you own your own business. They want someone they can train THEIR way, for Gods sake I can be trained.The phrase old dogs new tricks springs to mind, perhaps that's what they believe
I`m sick of getting up in the morning and not being able to afford to DO anything. If your working you wont believe me but being unemployed is BORING. Would`nt you think that not having to do anything would be great,it`s not, it`s tedious, soul destroying and encourages day time television. What do the other two million people do, voluntary work?, work off the record? sorry I`m just not that sort. Guess I`m just too selfish, I know it sounds as if I don't give a damn about anyone else, I do, it`s just that I care about ME and MINE more.
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