High everoyone I dont have a job, but i am handicaped so they say i cant work, i would love to do spiritual healing stuff, but selemployment is so risky and as im allmost pblind, i cant become a doctor, nurse etc. Bye Salivrah
i have two jobs: i'm part owner / manager of a company that runs mobile sno-cone vendors.. (like ice-cream trucks except with slushies) i have a back-up / 2nd job as a shift manager at the local ruby tuesdays i also go to school. i am working towards a degree in accounting to all the people who don't want to get jobs or whatever... don't you get bored as hell? and don't you miss not having any money?
nope. no job here! >.< i need AND want one, but i really seriously need to focus on graduating. LMAO.
No. No job to-date. It seems like there are no employers remotely interested in what I can do or am willing to do. I would be willing to work on a field for six days a week picking butternut squash. Unfortunately I live in London, but anything local. Throw me in the dirt and let me work my way up from the lower class to upper class. I dream of champagne, massive parties and picnics in boats. I have been unemployed for near three years. It has taken its toll on my health and mental health. Too much time, makes a guys brain rattle in a hazlenut.
Technically, but it's really easy. I get paid accordingly, tho. I sit around and paint models all day for the science center (like clams and stuff). I only get about $60 every two weeks, and because of the nature of my major, I have to call in a lot, so sometimes it's only $40-$50. And people wonder why I don't have a car...
Unemployment is best described as someone kicking you in the stomach everytime you try to get up and on with life. It is like a disease that destroys your confidence, batters your soul and turns you into a premature pensioner. Before you even reach your thirties. Unemployment is like a curse, a daylight robbery of hardworking tax payers. It is like begging each fortnight just for survival. Unemployment is the closest thing you can get to all or nothing. I have been unemployed for three years. I am 25, going on 26 in May 15th(hint). I have started using my umbrella as a temporary walking stick when I go to the loo at night or when I get into bed. Like I said, I am quite willing to do just about anything legitimate for money. Even if it means being thrown into mud, being kicked in the face and having my fingers broke in a machine. So long as I earn the money, earn the sense of self worth and financial independent. So that one day, I can leave Lewisham for greener pastures. The lush rolling fields of grass. The tree's that sway in the breeze. The sights, the smells, the smell of cows. Oh, the dream.
I work as a nurse for the federal (USA) government. Wish more folks went into the field. Rewarding work. Good pay. ANd the ultimate hippie experience... helping folks with their journey along the long long way !
I did work two jobs until a few weeks ago. Then I quit them both. I'm looking for a new one though, so I'm not sitting on my ass. lol
Money ain't everything but it sure helps when you've got it.....and plenty of it. I have only ever been owner to a fifty pound note, four times in my entire life. They are great big giant blankets of potential spending bliss. Imagine, two fifty pound notes could buy me a DS Lite. I am unemployed, therefore I am. I always thought there was something better that I would be doing. But no! Life is a lemon and I want my money back. Additional: Could someone buy me a DS?
Yeah money can be nice, but as long as I was happy I wouldn't care how much money I had. I mean if I had enough to get by and not struggle with bills and could sometimes buy nice things, I would be good! I give money to charities, I hardly buy anything to be fair, so I could get by without it.
Money sure as hell isn't everything, but in the society that we live in today, we're required to have it. Until now I was a raft guide on the Potomac and Shenandoah rivers. I don't know if I'm going to work there again this year, but I'd like to find a job in harpers ferry.
My mom was on welfare, and my dad was on disability. I was on welfare, because I had a baby. And I only had my GED. I got into DeVry University for getting my bachelors degree in computer engineering with flying colors, ONLY because of my scores on the test. So stay in school. And freaking get a job, yeah it sucks at first but then you meet people and you have friends, and you can buy as many fucking jeans as you can afford. By the way, sixteen is the BEST age you can to start a retirement fund. Well twelve is, but whatever.
In Britain today, millions of people claim the dole. You see, once you are on the dole, you are often trapped by the very government who complain that too many people are out of work. The jobcentre are as cold as a ice. They couldn't care less, so long as they themselves are not out of work. In America, they probably don't have jobcentres but Job offices. They probably work the same. In Britain, unemployment amongst young people is sky high. Go to Boston England and nearly 50 % of the population are out of work. I have accepted that I am unemployable now. I am only 26(In May). I may aswell break my back to get incapacity benefit. Atleast I will get slightly more. If I am not employable anymore. The rest of my days I want a standard of living that doesn't consist of buying tins of cat food for personal consumption, or eating cheap pickles from a jar.
To all those tiddlypeeps who are still teens or are just about to break out from your bubblewrap and your Mother's protection. Once you get out into the wide world. Prepare for heartbreak, trauma and depression. If you plan to visit Britain, don't! It aint safe here in the capital. We now have kids as young as five roaming the streets at night with weapons in a clik or Gang. But for those who will/may witness a new presidency. Behold that thou will do well to stay out of the Big cities. Country life is worth everything. A man who is close to nature, is closer to God. Where Sunscreen
Well the economy is dying. Perhaps Humanity should simply abandon money and live on an island in the pacific, playing bongo drums and throwing beer barols at each other. Work is for suckers.