Don't Flip the Lid 'Cause I'm a Dole Scum Kid
I'm now on Jobseeker's Allowance, and very close to getting housing and council benefits (their offices were surprisingly empty today; I never thought it would be this easy!) I've worked for six years in England and you know what? I think it's about time the government gave me back some of my tax money so I can spend time looking for a job I really want, rather than wasting my time on soul-destroying temp work.
Now, having said that, spending all day by myself is kinda depressing. Yesterday, at the Jobseeker's Office, I sat near two people with empty desks, not realizing they were going to ignore me until I said something. When their manager came around with case files, one of them did the universal "wanky wanky" motion with his hand with regard to some regular they call "the doctor." Finally, a lady on the other side of the office noticed I was holding my Jobseeker booklet and called me to her desk. I also happened to be holding a print out for a job in Canada (videogame tester) which I was going to read just out of interest; she took it from me then asked how exactly I was planning to attend the job interview. Erm... would the government fly me to Canada? But I obviously didn't say that; I wondered allowed aloud if said videogame company had an office in London, to which she replied they most definitely did (bullshit) before signing me off.
I've developed a mysterious ache in my left ear, which painkillers don't seem to touch. I thought about going to a walk-in clinic today, then got lazy. I went to a nearby cafe which belongs to a Buddhist centre and drank filter coffee with soya milk. The Buddhist centre's gift store is looking for part-time workers who won't have a problem fitting in with the store's "Buddhist Ethos". So, like, they give their stuff away for free? I'm not confident they'd pay me enough to cover my bills. I also deposited cheques in Kevin's HSBC account and tried not to get depressed with the types of people who wander the streets during the day. They are a mixture of broken faces and shifty eyes.
There's a hole in my heart and it's the shape of the BBC's Pride and Prejudice boxset.
Now, having said that, spending all day by myself is kinda depressing. Yesterday, at the Jobseeker's Office, I sat near two people with empty desks, not realizing they were going to ignore me until I said something. When their manager came around with case files, one of them did the universal "wanky wanky" motion with his hand with regard to some regular they call "the doctor." Finally, a lady on the other side of the office noticed I was holding my Jobseeker booklet and called me to her desk. I also happened to be holding a print out for a job in Canada (videogame tester) which I was going to read just out of interest; she took it from me then asked how exactly I was planning to attend the job interview. Erm... would the government fly me to Canada? But I obviously didn't say that; I wondered allowed aloud if said videogame company had an office in London, to which she replied they most definitely did (bullshit) before signing me off.
I've developed a mysterious ache in my left ear, which painkillers don't seem to touch. I thought about going to a walk-in clinic today, then got lazy. I went to a nearby cafe which belongs to a Buddhist centre and drank filter coffee with soya milk. The Buddhist centre's gift store is looking for part-time workers who won't have a problem fitting in with the store's "Buddhist Ethos". So, like, they give their stuff away for free? I'm not confident they'd pay me enough to cover my bills. I also deposited cheques in Kevin's HSBC account and tried not to get depressed with the types of people who wander the streets during the day. They are a mixture of broken faces and shifty eyes.
There's a hole in my heart and it's the shape of the BBC's Pride and Prejudice boxset.