It's all gone quiet over here..

I’ve been lacking inspiration this week. Every day seems to be the same at the moment - a meaningless combination of housework, job-hunting, time-killing, soul-searching and boredom until I get to see Philippa in the evening, and I cheer up a bit. ‘Operation Jobsearch’ seems to be dying on its arse. I’ve spoken to every employment agency and job centre in Norfolk and the only possible job that came up turns out to have been filled already. “Someone forgot to update the system” said the totally unhelpful job centre girl Rebecca. “Well maybe I should apply for their job” I said, “seeing as they’re hopelessly incompetent.” There was silence, so I went on: “How come there are swathes of people unemployed, and you’re still paying people who can’t even press a button on a computer?” She didn’t understand what ‘swathe’ meant and thought I was trying to be racist. No wonder people just give up. I’ve even started hoping Tom gets his wife pregnant again, so I can go back and work with Philippa for a while.

RC 7-4-11