1991 and i got my first job sweeping up and making tea in
the local hairdressers, £15 for a whole days work, i was excited, proud and the
world was my oyster.
Although I sampled a myriad of jobs in my teens and 20s i
was never without work.
So you can imagine my feelings when at 40 i found myself out
of work, a shock to the system as it was so sudden and out of the blue, i wont bore you with the details as that's not the point of this blog
I wasn’t too concerned at first as i recalled how easy it had been all those years ago to walk out of a
job on a Friday and have a new one by Monday....
Well after a week of casual job searching which really consisted of messaging previous colleagues on Linkedin and calling competitors to see if there was any work going and zero response, i began
to get a little concerned.
I live alone so i am the only person who brings the
wage into the house, the little voice in my head starts to whisper
“how are you
going to pay the rent?”
“how are you
going to pay the credit cards?”
“you’ll be evicted”
“the bailiffs will take
everything”
Extreme thoughts know but extremely realistic.
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