perchance to dream

[caddyman]

In something of a turn around, I have decided for the time being that I shall not complain too vociferously about working in Wonderland. If the overall state economy is half as bad as the media suggest (it’s probably only about a quarter as bad), then being an established civil servant of close on 25 years’ service suddenly looks like a remarkably wise career choice¹. A little bit of me wishes he could be in the unemployment offices when the suddenly redundant 'Yah, Rillies' from the City start turning up and find that they are entitled to about 50 quid a week, somewhat down from the bloated bonuses they taunted everyone else with in the good times. Schadenfreude on a stick with extra bitter, please.

Moving into the second half of September, I find that I am already into that short space of time in Autumn (there is a similar period in Spring, too) where ambient temperatures are such that I sleep soundly at night and wake up relatively rested and ready for work². We are in that short window between the Summer’s heat and the consequent inability to sleep and the Winter urge to hibernate because it’s cold and dark.

This almost calls for a song and a dance, but let’s not push it, eh?


¹A revelation like that might floor a lesser man, but Your Hero is made of sterner stuff.

²Insofar as I am ever ready for work.

Comments

[mr-h-r-hughes.livejournal.com]

"A little bit of me wishes he could be in the unemployment offices when the suddenly redundant ’Yah, Rillies’ from the City start turning up and find that they are entitles to about 50 quid a week, somewhat down from the bloated bonuses they taunted everyone else with in the good times. Schadenfreude on a stick with extra bitter, please."

I thought the same thing yesterday when I read an interview with one now unempoyed trader where he claimed that whild his situation was bad his bosses were in much more trouble "they only got 50% of their bonuses!" he whined.

A day trip to canary wharf to throw stones at them ?

I also love the way all these organisations who engineered there own downfall and take advantage of any opportunity to squeeze blood from a stone, these thieves who kick and scream about the free market when anyone so much a breathes the word 'regulation' go crying to the government at the first sign of trouble. Oooooh did bigger boys take your luch money ?

[mr-h-r-hughes.livejournal.com]

Oh and yes, the climate right now is glorious - I love Autumn!

[fencingsculptor.livejournal.com]

I was particularly amused wy a little comment in one of the tatty free rags last night which said (and I'm paraphrasing) "ah yes but we should be sad for the unemployed wankers wecause their misfortune will spread as they won't be able to spend loads of money in shops on luxury goods and the retail sector will suffer."

Yeah rock on Werner Von Braun I thought - part of the reason we're in this bloody mess is wecause the wankers were playing fast and free with imaginary money.

...I appear to have had a little problem with my 'b's...still nevermind.

[w00hoo.livejournal.com]

Spent some of Tuesday evening talking to a friend in the building industry who's just been made redundant _again_ on how signing on has changed so much. Advice is, phone for an appointment as you are given your redundancy letter as nothing happens quickly any more. We did work out that they have done their bit to increase employment as where one person used to interview you about why you are no longer in work, and what work you want to get. Now two people do it with a 45 minute gap between meetings...