TW: unemployment, suicidal thoughts, mental illness
So, Himself got the sack on Monday for being off sick too often (about four weeks over the course of about ten months), but more realistically he got the sack because his boss didn't want to keep employing another technical person now the boss's honeymoon is over. We are now back to the Centrelink/Job Nyetwork "Dance of the Deserving Poor", which is a variation on the Masochism Tango where you scourge yourself for the entertainment of public servants who aren't interested in watching.
I am, quite predictably, not reacting to this well. As in, I'm melting down all over the place. Have an appointment with my doctor today to get a medical certificate for the depression (which is flaring up to the point where I've spent most of the past two days defaulting to thinking very positive thoughts about going out and playing in the traffic) and I'll be hoping to be able to head back to the last Employment Services Provider I was seeing, since I got accustomed to their particular brand of useless and I figure they'd be able to dig the file out of storage.
I'd be happier, I think, if they'd just acknowledge it is literally less likely for me to get a job than it is for me to win Lotto (1 in 85 chance of winning something in lotto, if you buy a ticket; by contrast, I applied for over 100 jobs during the course of 2014 without so much as a preliminary interview resulting) and that the only reason I'm sending out the applications in the first place is because Centrelink demands it. Your tax dollars at work, making work for HR types and recruiting agencies.
I'm going to try and keep these whiny posts to a minimum, because I know people aren't really all that interested.
So, Himself got the sack on Monday for being off sick too often (about four weeks over the course of about ten months), but more realistically he got the sack because his boss didn't want to keep employing another technical person now the boss's honeymoon is over. We are now back to the Centrelink/Job Nyetwork "Dance of the Deserving Poor", which is a variation on the Masochism Tango where you scourge yourself for the entertainment of public servants who aren't interested in watching.
I am, quite predictably, not reacting to this well. As in, I'm melting down all over the place. Have an appointment with my doctor today to get a medical certificate for the depression (which is flaring up to the point where I've spent most of the past two days defaulting to thinking very positive thoughts about going out and playing in the traffic) and I'll be hoping to be able to head back to the last Employment Services Provider I was seeing, since I got accustomed to their particular brand of useless and I figure they'd be able to dig the file out of storage.
I'd be happier, I think, if they'd just acknowledge it is literally less likely for me to get a job than it is for me to win Lotto (1 in 85 chance of winning something in lotto, if you buy a ticket; by contrast, I applied for over 100 jobs during the course of 2014 without so much as a preliminary interview resulting) and that the only reason I'm sending out the applications in the first place is because Centrelink demands it. Your tax dollars at work, making work for HR types and recruiting agencies.
I'm going to try and keep these whiny posts to a minimum, because I know people aren't really all that interested.
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Really, the main thing we're looking for at this stage is either a job for Himself, or a job for me. The former is more likely to meet our needs. Other than that, we're pretty much okay - the tenancy is secure, the rent isn't likely to rise any time soon, and the larder, the freezer and the storage area are both pretty much as full as they can hold (hoarding and packrat tendencies to the rescue!). My bank account is in the black, and we're expecting his final four weeks pay to hopefully be hitting his bank account fairly soon (and if it doesn't happen, he now has all this time on his hands to be going in to his former place of employment and nagging/glaring at the admin person there until this does happen, combined with a certain amount of willingness to do this.)
If you fancy dropping by for a visit, that's always welcome. Drop me a line so we can synchronise calendars!
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I can probably swing by later in the week - maybe Thursday at this stage. Does that work for you? I could pop in in the afternoon for a bit of conversation and a cup of tea. Are you still in the same place?
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All things being equal, I'll see you Thursday :)