It turns out, after 3 months that there really is only so much you can do with your time. Today for example, I watched telly, went for a walk, went to the shops, applied for jobs listened to the radio, read, played a game, tidied the room, surfed about on the internet AND trimmed my nails. It's only half 4.
There is still an entire evening of mind numbing tedium to fill.
Of course, being unemployed means I can't afford to do the kind of thing people normally do to fill an evening. Cinema? Pub? Theatre? No. Normally i'd chat to a friend maybe, share the tedium but they've all gone home for easter.
I'm seriously considering the possibilities offered by buying a cheap bottle of wine and getting smashed.
The pinacle of my day so far has been the bagel I ate for lunch.
Today however, I finally applied for Job Seekers Allowance, in approximately 10 days time, i'll receive a small amount of money once a fortnight to support myself with whilst I hunt for work.
I can do things like buy DVDs or go to the cinema again to fill my time. Hopefully i'll eventually get a job too. But just look on this, don't let anyone tell you people on benefits are scrounging or lazy. Because I can guarantee a large number of them would jump at the opportunity of your job.
I would.
I'm bored.
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Or maybe your company is just the worst financially managed in the world and instead of investing in more stock control it bought shares in MySpace. When everyone was cutting back it did an America and spent big on a viral video that didn’t go viral, didn’t even go septic. Even when the cleaners were saying. “Oi dickhead, aren’t you overdoing it a bit,” they plowed on buying that plow to turn the Gobi dessert into rainforest so they can grow monkeys to harvest them as menial workers.
When the monkeys rebelled at being fed peanuts and demanded bananas, the money dried up along with the tea and coffee so you drank hot sugary milk water, then hot sugary water, then hot water, then cold water, then toilet water. They sold the computers; consequently all the designs and reports had to be done with a Spirograph and a setsquare. Prior to the heave ho, you worked in candlelight on cardboard with chalkstones you found at the side of roads. After the final indignity of being paid in monopoly money, you resigned.
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Unemployment is one of the most soul destroying, energy sapping states in which to find oneself. In my experience, it doesn't take long before you start dealing with the endless hours by simply operating at a slower pace, spreading out the few things you have to do as far as possible; that in turn leads to you finding it difficult to motivate yourself to do anything at all. It becomes a very difficult cycle to break. Hopefully you won't get to that place. I'm a generation older than you and in a whole different place in life, but it doesn't feel so long that I was struggling with some of the same issues (I wish I'd stopped my degree after my first year, for example), so if you ever feel that things are getting on top of you and want to unload on a complete outsider (sometimes an outsider's perspective is as useful as someone who knows you well), feel free to drop me a line.
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