Mum, am i stewing?...

It's been a quiet week on the jobs front this week. I did find some good possible jobs last week, and i rang up about them:

"Well, we are taking people's details and will be in touch next week" (not so far...)

So you give details, and then...you hear nothing. To be honest, i know i'm not the only one in this boat, and despite my background/roots, i still feel really sorry for those who have had decent jobs, for years, possibly turning up at the same place of work every day for the past 15 years, and now they're out in the cold.

Cruel victims of a capitalist structure going horribly wrong, or "Just the way it is"; you decide...

Hearing nothing about jobs you've applied for is, to me at least, worse than there actually being no jobs, as that was the position in the last town i lived in, before moving. Here, in "new town" there are now bits and bobs about but it's getting a foot in the door. It's so bad even agencies are frowning over a year long unemployment gap.

You could chase these people up, but i'm more of a persuasion that this is tanatamount to harassment. It's like cold calling, but i think from a employer/agency point of view, more annoying.

Maybe i am wrong but if i was a employer and i kept being asked every day "got any jobs mate?" by a stranger every single bloody day for a week, i would get cheesed off and promptly strike them off the list, pronto.

People say that you must not get disheartened, should not lose hope, but although i do know that one day, someone, somewhere will employ me i do really get so "down" about it all.

I do get like this quite often now. In fact, so bad sometimes, i wonder if i'm going to be on benefits long term, and before anyone rings the Daily Mail newsdesk, i would like to say on record that i don't want to be. I'm a worker, i come from a family of workers, my Grandfathers both grafted hard, working "on the land" (farm and field work) in isolated rural areas, and this "work hard" attitude is mine also.

However, i don't want to be exploited, it's not fair to be treated like shit, working long hours for minimum wage on a short term contract. I don't mind minimum wage, no sir, but not struggling and tugging my forelock for it.

I do worry that sometimes that i will end up like Lee Evans' character in the brit flick "The Martins", a bloke with family on benefits, and his life is so bad, all that keeps him going is entering competitions for dream holidays.

I just don't want that, i really don't want that...