8,000 have welfare pay slashed over their failure to look for work - Independent.ie
Took all of five minutes for the smarmy gits to show up and start cheering. Probably never even been stuck on the dole.
I've done it. For four years.
For the first few months it's easy. You fire out the job applications, convinced that it'll be over and done with and that soon you'll get some sort of gainful work.
Silence replies.
Maybe the odd one or two dangling strings will come back, rubber stamp rejections and one single interview that ends in a we'll call you.
That never comes.
But you still try.
Tailing off over the months as things start to drag and it gets harder and harder to motivate yourself. The silent treatment cripples. The rejections pile up, eroding your sense of self worth. Constantly being told you're just not good enough to do anything steadily beats you down.
After about 8 months you're starting to wonder if it's worth it, if you're worth it.... You're life's lost it's rhythm - you're sleeping later and staying up longer, making the time pass.
It's harder and harder to bring yourself to bother to even apply. You start second guessing if it's worth the effort, since you know you're just going to get another bloody rejection anyway. Opportunities sail by. Shit piles up. Your sense of ability burns off.
It's harder and harder to keep trying and easier and easier to just burn the day and get it over with, scrabbling for morsels of self worth that comes from actually being sucessful at something.
Even if it is just Counter Strike.
Making it worse are the smarmy fucks who take pride in looking down their noses, like getting lucky makes them some sort of Jesus. I dealt with those fuckers alright. Borrowed a brand new car and wore a suit to a job interview. Got home, signed on, and some oul cow went out of her way to sneer at me. Or how about the time when I finally did get a job? - I drove to the dole office to sign-off in my new car - and another prick took time out of his day to sneer at the taxpayers money paying for such a sports car. I trolled the fuck out of that cunt alright. I hate cunts like that.
Otherwise, you're powerless, helpless. You might just about get an application in once a month or so, just bairly managing to struggle, limping on, but finally, you just run out of steam and drop where you are.
And then some smarmy fuck comes along and decides that because you're unable to try hard enough, they're just going to fuck you over.
That isn't going to motivate anyone. It's just going to make it worse. The spiral deepens further and further. It's just beating them back down into the hole and they're going to get to the point where they're never coming out. It makes the underlying problem worse, rather than helping.
Once someone goes down that hole, beating them over the head about it isn't going to make them come out, it just makes the beater feel better about themselves.
Eventually, I managed to find a job. But 4 years squatting on me hole has has made it very, very hard for me to believe I'll ever suceed at anything. And that's still having a negative effect on my work to this day because I know I'm dropping important tasks because I'm afraid of fucking them up and it's so much easier to just leave them undone. It's not even conscious, it just happens. I'm a ball of nerves afraid to fuck up, say or do the wrong thing and end up right back where I started because I'm terrified I'll never get moving again.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?
Took all of five minutes for the smarmy gits to show up and start cheering. Probably never even been stuck on the dole.
I've done it. For four years.
For the first few months it's easy. You fire out the job applications, convinced that it'll be over and done with and that soon you'll get some sort of gainful work.
Silence replies.
Maybe the odd one or two dangling strings will come back, rubber stamp rejections and one single interview that ends in a we'll call you.
That never comes.
But you still try.
Tailing off over the months as things start to drag and it gets harder and harder to motivate yourself. The silent treatment cripples. The rejections pile up, eroding your sense of self worth. Constantly being told you're just not good enough to do anything steadily beats you down.
After about 8 months you're starting to wonder if it's worth it, if you're worth it.... You're life's lost it's rhythm - you're sleeping later and staying up longer, making the time pass.
It's harder and harder to bring yourself to bother to even apply. You start second guessing if it's worth the effort, since you know you're just going to get another bloody rejection anyway. Opportunities sail by. Shit piles up. Your sense of ability burns off.
It's harder and harder to keep trying and easier and easier to just burn the day and get it over with, scrabbling for morsels of self worth that comes from actually being sucessful at something.
Even if it is just Counter Strike.
Making it worse are the smarmy fucks who take pride in looking down their noses, like getting lucky makes them some sort of Jesus. I dealt with those fuckers alright. Borrowed a brand new car and wore a suit to a job interview. Got home, signed on, and some oul cow went out of her way to sneer at me. Or how about the time when I finally did get a job? - I drove to the dole office to sign-off in my new car - and another prick took time out of his day to sneer at the taxpayers money paying for such a sports car. I trolled the fuck out of that cunt alright. I hate cunts like that.
Otherwise, you're powerless, helpless. You might just about get an application in once a month or so, just bairly managing to struggle, limping on, but finally, you just run out of steam and drop where you are.
And then some smarmy fuck comes along and decides that because you're unable to try hard enough, they're just going to fuck you over.
That isn't going to motivate anyone. It's just going to make it worse. The spiral deepens further and further. It's just beating them back down into the hole and they're going to get to the point where they're never coming out. It makes the underlying problem worse, rather than helping.
Once someone goes down that hole, beating them over the head about it isn't going to make them come out, it just makes the beater feel better about themselves.
Eventually, I managed to find a job. But 4 years squatting on me hole has has made it very, very hard for me to believe I'll ever suceed at anything. And that's still having a negative effect on my work to this day because I know I'm dropping important tasks because I'm afraid of fucking them up and it's so much easier to just leave them undone. It's not even conscious, it just happens. I'm a ball of nerves afraid to fuck up, say or do the wrong thing and end up right back where I started because I'm terrified I'll never get moving again.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?