Why do I get these mad ideas into my head and work on them as if nothing else matters?
Why don’t I trust politicians or believe in priest’s?
Why do I like porn and why don’t I ditch it by the wayside? Why don’t I ditch alcohol (again) and leave that by the roadside too?
Why does long term employment evade me and why don’t I like employers?
Why is it I see through their shit and then tell them about it?
Why don’t I watch the news and buy their newspapers?
Why don’t I grow up and stop belching and finding toilet jokes funny?
Why don’t I stop farting, or can I even stop farting?
Why can’t I have something more simple than ADHD, why or why oh why do I have so much energy?
Why don’t I appreciate that ‘awful’ school my parents sent me too?
Why did those policemen let me go?
Why did that fool eat that bat?
Why is Donald Trump still alive? Why do they both have stupid looking hair?
Why does Jackie have a sn***le? and Why oh why have the owners of this web platform changed the layout and the way it all works? (WANKERS)
Why am I writing this shit? Why am I calling this SHIT shit?
And heaven knows I am not miserable now. (Apologies to Morrissey)
Did I mention, I do not have a job anymore? It is nothing unusual, the workplace and I do not seem to get along very well. Indeed the longest time I have held a job down for is a little over two years. At a rough reckoning I would say the average length of time between starting and finishing is 3-4 months. The longer lasting ones push the average up, the rest of them, bring it back down. I am best off being self employed, be my own manager. That way I can hardly sack myself, if I were to do so, I could be reinstated the next morning, or the same day. Who knows?
I am done with food, making it,selling it or having anything to do with it. (Apart from eating it) and most things retail can F**K OFF. I am considering sales (of what) and want to be an artist. I can honestly say not much else interests me. Give me something creative and worthwhile to do, a decent salary would help.
Not being in work, provides me with lots more time to study and paint. This I have to say is the best thing about being ‘unemployed’
Oils on paper 2019-2020
OIl on paper 2020. Model unknown
This is the first post in a little while,One has been procrastinating in part and otherwise occupied in other matters.
So the new University year has started and for what is the 3rd year of academic study in my journey to attaining a degree in the arts, I think it would be hard to ask for anything better, I now have several thick books with lots of writing and laden with images of beautiful art too, I could not be happier.
Studying aside, after 25+ years experience in the retail industry the time came to call an end to it all and have since moved into fundraising and the interesting thing is when I first moved to this city 23 years ago, I saw a notice for the people I know work for and something inside me said I would be working for them one day, well to be honest they have changed their name (once) in that time but their core mission and principles are the same. It beats stacking things on shelves, stock takes, positioning FSDU’s and the like, the mileage in the car has shrunk immeasurably, have more time to myself and am doing something I thoroughly enjoy.
When you bear in mind my last employers were Crooks (literally) in name and practice. It is so refreshing not to be dealing with those people anymore, I do not like people who cannot maintain professional distance and the administrator was just like that, a real nosey so and so, from Leeds which for those, who do not know is in West Yorkshire, their local Association Football club ( the game played with a round ball and eleven players on each team) is leeds Utd.
Football and Yorkshire aside, relationship wise we are still together she has gone home back to the States for the time being after being over here for 5 months.
Life is good right now.