Get a job, they say.
But what sort of job?
A job with no security?
A job where you don’t know what hours you’ll have in a week, or a month, or six?
A job that keeps you poor?
A job that wrecks your sleep patterns over and over again?
A job where you get screamed at by the boss all day?
A job with no creativity, no freedom, no variety?
A job that makes you sick?
A job where you are always getting burned by the friers but can never make any Workcover reports?
A job that destroys your back and knees by the time you are 60?
A job where you have to drop everything at a moment’s notice, where all non-work plans are tentative?
So many to choose from.
