scrounger

it's official..... i am out of work.

i have, as of 11am today, become a "jobseeker".

this coms as no surprise to anyone that has already read anything i've written lately, but the difference now is that i've actually "signed on".

I'm a dole scrounger, ineligible for universal credit, at the mercy of the creaking, outdated, and archaic benefit of the jobseeker's allowance.

Once a fortnight hence, i'll be summoned to the bunker, to be escorted by a security guard, to sit on blue vinyl sofa, waiting for someone to peer over their glasses at me and for them to prod, poke, and generally exam the efforts i am putting into looking for a job, in the vain hope that they'll once more grant me the privilege of getting some wolf bait, that should stop my legs being torn asunder as i sleep. 

It's a small amount of money but i am entitled to it.  I HAD originally decided not to apply for it, but it's mine and i don't see why i shouldn't get it.

Alone, this money would probably have me drowning in debt within a few weeks of claiming.

i've got a bit of breathing room now to find the job i want rather than the job i am forced to take.

meanwhile, the unscrupulous twats that orchestrated this mess, leaving a trail of debt and destruction in their wake, continue unscathed.

Dear The Taxpayer..... if you see any beer made by the Keystone Group - feel free to shoplift it (but i wouldn't advise drinking it).... after all you've paid for it.

Sorry!

somehow this picture conjours up all sorts of emotions in me...... there are so many options but they all lie in the same direction...... and it's also massively "oversigned" and confusing for apparently no reason......  the simple has become really complicated.  Enjoy.