That’s an easy one. I spend a lot of my time writing, painting and generally being creative and get paid fuck all for it. I may get paid or et something some day, but right now I get sod all for my efforts and only hope that what I am doing shall pay my back some day, preferably sooner than later and whilst I can still enjoy the proceeds of my efforts.
I have worked for sod all before, though this should not include the voluntary bit which I used to do, but soon became digruntled with. I mean who wants the pain and bother of going out to do stuff somewhere and not get a sausage for your efforts in return. Even working in a nice museum kind of sucks, especially when you have to get there in the frst place. Public transport is not free you know. The DWP or their affiliates have suggested I go back to this or other like work. The magistracy was mentioned, do a few days each week, handing out fines and other forms of punishment, but again, its the whole fag of having to leave the house and all the other associated bother. Do I really want to do any of that? OK the small power trip may do wonders for my ego, but that is about it. The inconvenience does not cover my other needs. I have no great wish to hand out fines and or show people around Statues of Ancient Greece and Rome. I would rather be creating and taking time out as I need it than being at someone elses beck and call or day. My past employment record speaks for itself really, 70+ past employers. I have found what I want to do and I may even be quite good at it. But that is in the eye of the beholder, I am just an artist. Whatever other people want to make of my creative efforts is their business. Whatever past employers have made of me, as an employee is another matter.
So I work for nothing, in the hope that some day I should strke it lucky. Maybe buying a lottery ticket is a better option, then what to do, back to writing and painting? At least there will no or little worry about how bills are paid



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