i hate being unemployed

Two days ago was my 2 month anniversary of being unemployed. It's gotten to the point of losing track of what day of the week it is. I have gotten lots of shit done that I normally wouldn't ever have time to do. But I'm running out of shit to do. There ain't shit for jobs out there either right now. especially for a 41 year old long hair who don't know how to do shit besides sit behind a microphone and blab my yap. Good thing I got a nice big refund from taxes though. That'll help me keep a bottle of vodka in the freezer.
 

mjp

Founding member
There aren't jobs out there for bright and shiny 25 year old kids either. I'm trying to hire a couple of tech support people right now and a year ago my ads would get 15 or 20 responses, now I get 100. I can always tell how healthy the job market is by the number of applicants we get for what is essentially an entry level gig.

But the older you get, the more frightening these slumps become. It's always been more difficult for someone in their 40's to get hired for certain positions. But I'm seeing more and more places actively looking for experience, rather than a recent college degree (I know I am), and that always bodes well for us old and rickety survivors.
 

Gerard K H Love

Appreciate your friends
I just got laid off at 2:00 p.m. and it should have been done in November. They didn't want to do it for the Holidays. Well in a commission only job it cost them nothing to have me show up faithfully everyday and guard their stock. At least now I know I will make little or nothing and I can focus on those very few jobs out there.
I don't hate unemployment but I am not average, far from it. I quit drinking so now to conquer this idle beast and endure.
 
A good friend of mine, a longtime bigwig at the NYC Nat Hist Museum was offered his severence/early retirement last week. He doesn't suppose he has a choice. He's coming up to New England this weekend. He wants to open up an artfart coffee shop. I'll help him scout locations. Things change. Not necessarily for the worse.
 

Gerard K H Love

Appreciate your friends
I'm still unemployed, but I just past the test to be an Insurance Producer (a.k.a. Insurance Agent). Now to go make some money again. The dogs are going to miss me.
 
I'm unemployed for five months now and live on a minimum wagers wellfare cheque. I can drink for two weeks with that and then I'm broke. Life sucks not at the beer bottle.
 
I didn't really work since 2003. At first I lived in a nice apartment with my girlfriend, now I'm living alone in a hovel. The job centre wants me to do jobs as a call center agent. They cut my unemployment benefits drastically, because I rejected to do so. Most of the time I only have a few euros in my pocket for food and drinks and some weed. Often I visit different supermarkets during the day and distribute my 5, 10 and 20 cent coins. There are also some unpayed bills and next month my private insolvency will be proclaimed. My account is already seized.
I know women (ex- and present girl friend) from whom I get small amounts from time to time. I take it gratefully though I feel like a bloodsucker. I often dream of earning money by doing something creative.
I got myself into this situation intentionally, because the 9to5 nothingness makes me sick and because I'm really a lazy bum and hope that pressure will force some creativity.
I'd like to mention that I am not really depressed about these circumstances, vanashing in an office for small payment sounds more unpleasant to me.
 

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
I am sure that you could be a great dog walker for some rich folks. Maybe they'll appreciate that. Or you can also take them for car rides with their head sticking out the windows.
 

number6horse

okyoutwopixiesoutyougo
Black Swan may be on to something there. Dog-sitting/dog-walking can make for nice side-money with little effort (aside from the effort dog-lovers have in abundance anyway).

Just a thought...
 

Ambreen

Sordide Sentimental
Good luck to you all in your job searches !

I hope you'll get the place for which you've applied, Mr. Love !

I've finished my studies, am currently a trainee in a cool place and the internship will end in october. Until then, I have to find a job, my first real job. But I'm not very motivated, I had another project and it just turned out not to be feasible anymore :/ I was thinking to join for a few months my (former) bestfriend who has also finished her studies and is now living in London with her english man in a big house (the guy is older and rich). It would have been so exciting, I would have done any job, no matter, no rent to pay, it would have allowed me to practice my english and to have a break ! Unfortunately, we had an argument and we haven't had any contact for a month and a half, I think all is over. That really was the last thing I expected, I even had planned to come to see her there a first time in august, I could have taken a week. Curiously, I don't miss her, I'm just annoyed by the fact that all my projects are upside down and that I have to look for a job in France earlier than what I've planned .

Liquor Store, you lead a very precarious existence. Don't you think that you should come back to earth for a while ?
 
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Gerard K H Love

Appreciate your friends
Ambreen, if you want to practice your English just take up mjp on his very generous offer to take you in. You could come out here and meet some of us.
I start working in a few days but getting paid is another story.
 

Ambreen

Sordide Sentimental
Thanks but I'm not interested in mowing Mr. Smiley's lawn and being given a little bit of ice-cream if the work is ok.

I prefer to practice my English in London than in L.A. 'cause I don't want to speak it like a West Coast gangsta rapper.

Anyway, I'm fed up with the States. My youngest sister has just come back home after having spent five weeks in a campus near Boston, the brother will have to go to California for work in september and the other sister is soon going to join a NGO located in New-York for six months. USA USA USA, I've only heard that during the whole summer, how alienating ! Is there seriously anything to see/do there, except meditating in front of Hank's gravestone ?

Verdict of the little sister : You eat definitely too much. But you have great roller coasters.

The best I can do is to find a new best friend, a British Best Friend. Like Paris Hilton did before me.

And congratulations for getting the job !
 
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Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
I need a job too, although I have no time to look for an employer because I am busy painting. Again, is this the eternal staement that art has no value unless you are busy with the art market?
 

Gerard K H Love

Appreciate your friends
The Unemployment people did not like the way I filled out my form so they cut it off without really saying that. It has been fixed- the bastards.
 
I need a job too, although I have no time to look for an employer because I am busy painting. Again, is this the eternal staement that art has no value unless you are busy with the art market?

I'd say it's the statement that art has no price until it's on the market; the individual value a piece of art has for someone can't really be counted in $$, Euros..., right? I find things on the rag-fair for 50 cents that mean something to me...
 
I prefer to practice my English in London than in L.A. 'cause I don't want to speak it like a West Coast gangsta rapper.
25% of Londoners talk well grimey, very brrrap braap and ting which is probably worse than speaking like a gangsta rapper.

25% are cockneys that have a horrible way of rabbitting

25% speak no English whatsoever

25% are out of towners, you really don't want to learn English from a scouser or a Geordie, or God forbid someone from Norfolk

Ideally you need to go to one of the Posh bits of the country somewhere in Hertfordshire, or maybe a University City like Oxford or Cambridge.
 
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mjp

Founding member
Ideally you need to go to one of the Posh bits of the country somewhere in Hertfordshire, or maybe a University City like Oxford or Cambridge.
Or just watch American movies from the 40's and 50's, when apparently everyone here spoke with an uppercrust British accent. ;)
 

Ambreen

Sordide Sentimental
Funny, men usually don't like speaking on phone for a long time. And when you try to insist, they reply they're not girls.

I can phone freely in the States, so let's start, Mr. Chatterbox !

Ideally you need to go to one of the Posh bits of the country somewhere in Hertfordshire, or maybe a University City like Oxford or Cambridge.
I want to meet other kind of people than scholars and students !

I have an uncle and an aunt living near London, I didn't want to stay in their home because I already did that in my teen years and they turned out to be boring and having quite superficial daughters whom I'd be accused to corrupt if ever I asked them to bring me in some of the londoner places I want to see. But now that my first plan fell through, I'm considering things differently...
 
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I'd go to my u. and a. near London if I were you. I mean, that's already a place to stay and if they're not too unbearable, you should be able to push their boredom aside. How many friends of yours have the opportunity of a free place to stay near London? Not many, I guess.
If you want to go out, don't depend on anyone taking you there, just do it on your own.
Busses, trains and the adventure of the London underground traffic.
Don't try.
 
I've seen a mountain of what I'd say are retirement age men being sent to us as short term contractors on jobs we do. It's often hard and heavy work and a lot of these guys simply can't do it anymore. At a time when they should be winding down their work lives they've found themselves on the job market and are forced to work like dogs. Ain't it just great :(
 

Ambreen

Sordide Sentimental
Yes, that's unfortunately becoming a common phenomenon.
Personally I'm not worrying about returning to work when retired, I'm just wondering how many decades I'll have to work to have a retirement pension. I often joke about that with friends, we imagine ourselves dying before enjoying a possible retirement.
 
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Unemployed for 7 months now and short a couple thousand on my child support. I just can't find anything that's paying better than what I'm making from unemployment. Father wants me out, threw out most of my shit and my almost 18 month old son's shit, bottles, blankets, pack and play.. I'm considering The National Guard.
 
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