Wednesday, 1 June 2011

If I didn't work, you wouldn't live.

I'm getting really tired with work, in the past 2years I have hopped jobs 4 times for numerous reasons.
I'm sick of the long hours, I'm tired from getting up so early, I'm getting bored of the continuous negativity that is involved with the calls I take.
And all this for what? So a percentage of my wages can go to those that sit on their arse all day everyday, without a care in the world, with all the time in the world to do what they please, when they please?
Some people don't work because of medical reasons, some people don't work because of stress or mental health issues. But let me tell you now, workers are under a heck of a lot more stress than those that don't work. Worried about hitting targets at work, worried about getting to work on time, worried about the alarm not going off in the morning and being late for an 8:15am start.

I could quite easily walk into my doctor tomorrow and tell him I have depression and then go sign on at the job centre. The reason I don't? My pride. Pride is something a lot of people don't have and I'm glad to say I still have mine.

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