I am currently unemployed. Tired of watching all the reruns on television (yes, I know F.R.I.E.N.D.S dialogues and plot like the back of my hand), tired of catching up on all the movies I missed (including the likes of Dude, where’s my car) , tired of reconnecting with my Facebook “friends”, tired of uploading my CV on websites that promise a job, tired of thinking and planning on what my next “move” in life will be, tired of answering aunties and uncles that “Yes, I am 25, it’s high time I settle down and have kids”, tired of watching the needle on the weight scale moving ahead than it should have, I decided to cry my heart out on Microsoft Word (God Bless Mr. Gates…)
There are three phases of unemployment, okay let’s get to this later, first the kinds of unemployment. Now, don’t worry, haven’t been a management student, so I don’t know if I am “right”, but as I view it, unemployment can be forced or by choice. Forced is the one we all dread, and by choice, though as pleasant it may sound, is actually the one we SHOULD dread.
They kick you out, you lose your nerves, you hysterically search for a new job, you get a new job, maybe low paying but at least your working couple of months later. By choice is when that funny, mean, cranky mind of yours tells you, “Let’s take a break, my profession is recession proof, I’ll find a better job, let’s unwind”. Some couple of months later, the realization dawns… the break is too long, its actually a break (pun intended) … its aching now, recession proof is not necessarily competition proof, everyone is a “well qualified and a highly motivated individual” now); there are no better jobs, what you had was the best “better” you could have had; unwind is suffocating. But alas…. It’s late , the damage has been done, here I am, idle, bored and unable to fit into dresses I bought as a “treat to myself for turning a fresh page of my life, for a new start… Amen”.
Now, for the phases… ummm… forget it, I need to get back to the reruns of How I Met Your Mother…
