And so the recession has loomed its ugly head in my life and forced its appearance to take action. I am now redundant. As of 12pm Friday 21st August, I was informed that my position was no longer required, that and the position of the 7 employees that worked underneath me. Again we fall pray to the corporate giants. So now I am unemployed after the longest stint of employment I have managed to maintain. It does seem however to be the cruel irony of my life that when things start go get into full swing, and I am marching to the beat of my own success, that I trip, sprain an ankle horribly, and spend the rest of my pride filled march hobbling meekly down the road. Enough of self pity however, I am going to spend this time channeling my inner hobo, working the bars again until I fly fly away to the cold arctic climate of a European winter. Which means, for anyone out there that actually cares enough to read my pitfalls and opinions, I will document my recent unemployment for all those who wish to know.
And this being day two, I am still riding high on the presence of the weekend after a full time working work and am sure that the true fuckedness of my situation will not punch me in the chest till Monday morning when I no longer follow the routine I have so carefully followed for the last 22months. Questions have raged through my mind, the obvious being money, rent, food, blah blah blah, but mostly, what will I do now for a morning coffee? Where will my workmates be when I am riding high in delirousness and have no-one to share the fact that Kelly Clarkson still makes song, and no-one to find it as truely repulsive as I do. Sigh.
Ode to better days, and a drink for days to come.
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