Alas, I have once again joined the ranks of the unemployed (by the official economical definition) i.e. someone who is searching for a job but cannot find one. My self-worth has plunged and I fear that soon I will crawl inside the bottle, never to emerge again. Terrible, terrible. Soon, I shall become a burden on the state and a contributor to all societal problems, from rising crime rates to bad fashion sense. Woe is me.
Actually I’m exaggerating a bit because I do still have my other job (even though I’m not doing any training this month). The first day of the June holidays (though it is technically still May) has left me puzzling over how I used to spend all my other school vacations. In JC it was either training or studying. which are less than desirable ways to holiday, but at least time passed quickly. But all the other breaks in secondary school and before seem to have flown from my mind. What the hell did I use that time for?
There are still 4 more months before I leave, and during that time I want to live a little. My mother has decided to exploit me by giving me the new appointment of Chief Housekeeper. While I am honoured by the promotion from mere menial slave, I do believe that the workload has only gotten worse. Of course, there’s the typical argument of Your Brother Has O-Levels, Your Sister Is Busy With Gym And You Have No Exams. Crud. Can’t fault her for her logic.
I’m thinking of outsourcing some of my duties. Don’t worry. I’m not too bothered about being made redundant. The lower the bid from the rival firm the better.
Sigh. I look forward to the day when something exciting happens so that I will have more to write about than this. Clarification: Something good and exciting, not a tragedy or whatever. It’s always better to add clauses and sub-clauses to wishes so that whoever grants them won’t make you regret it.
Speaking of wishes and dreams, last year’s Julie has reached her hand from the dusty archives and reminded me that I have everything to be thankful for. Cindy Lauper did really turn up on my doorstep with ten pink monkeys and a sperm whale. Can’t say fairer than that.
