Gainful Employment?
Not really sure why I thought I’d start another blog. I used to have one that became quite popular a few years ago – well people left comments anyway. Then I became bored of it – once I realised that nothing interesting in my life really happens to me. Well that was about three years ago. Now that is quite different. Christ if I could be arsed to write down the last four years of my life, I think I’d either crack up, kill myself or wonder what all the fuss is about. So I’ll try and not reminisce about my past – too much, apart from the good times of which there were many… usually, in fact no, always shared with one girl.
Right now that’s out of the road, I’ll start writing some stuff.
At the moment I am unemployed and squatting in London. It is a bit shit as I have no income and can’t sign on for various things, so I spend each week day looking for work. This is depressing as fuck, especially when you get knocked back for a shit reason. Such as being too experienced for a roll, overly qualified – what a cunt!!! That is rare though, more often than not don’t get a job because, well… I’m either not good enough or they can smell my contempt for middle Britain and the bourgeois. Yes! I am a class traitor and they can smell it a fucking mile off.
It would be easy to fit in though. All I have to do is dress like every other fucking white middle class male in the city. Drive a Ford Mondeo, believe the government is infallible, bury my head in the sand about the shit state of world and bow down to capitalist bosses who exploit those below them. That is the problem though… my curse is never to submit to the machine and become part of the wheel. Where does this leave me? Out of work and ’scum’ in the eyes of modern society. That beats you up from the inside. Well I apparently have manic depression according to one doctor, but fuck that – if I accept that I have manic depression I’ll only use it as an excuse to sit on top of a church spire and shoot yuppies.
So I guess this blog is going to be a journey of my quest to get a job that is within my own ethics.. and I will do it eventually.
Oh, if anyone is looking for a photographer, photoeditor or photoshop monkey, give us a shout. I’m good at that!
Good first post. Keep it a regular thing, man!
Greetings,
Its a strange tale, I must admit. Is something haunting you, insisiting you get back to something – something of special importance to you?
p.s Good luck with your Quest!
If I get a proper job I can give something back to someone I love, a bit of the ‘male provider’ in me I guess.
God, your template confused me. My above comment was meant to be for the post “talking horses” but it ended up here! i didn’t realise each post’s comment link is on top, not at the bottom as some blogs!
Yeah, I wasn’t too fussed on the tempalte so I have changed it. Think I may have a play around with WordPress later on this evening
Well the UK treats it’s talent appallingly, maybe try to find a foreign firm operating in England?