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Posted by: Qbix89
Talking about Sweden is an ultrabannable offense.
Posted by: Achronos
Too bad being completely and utterly wrong isn't a bannable offense.
As part of a Centrelink Youth Allowance agreement.
Yes I'm -blam!-ing about it, whatever.
My dad's made me go into a Youth Allowance agreement with Centrelink (Australia's welfare provider). They'll pay me around $250 every two weeks if I apply for ten jobs in those two weeks. If I don't apply for ten jobs, they'll "incur penalties", which is most likely take money from me.
I've not applied for a single job in my life, now I'm expected to do one every weekday. Another condition, according to the form I was given, is that these jobs must be "any [I] am capable of, not just ones [I] prefer".
It's not even a month after I've graduated high school and I've got people breathing down my neck again.
:/
My dad made it out like they would help me in my journey to get my very first job, but when I visited they were all completely impartial, and never once asked anything but my details. They just wanted to put me in the system and get rid of me.
My dad's not really one to listen about what I want to do with my life. He'll breathe down my neck about doing things he wants me to do, and I, being a deferential little -blam!- with no self-esteem, will do what he says.
He's kind of a prick when it comes to stuff like this. He doesn't see a problem with me being a construction worker or whatever's available, but I'm quickly falling into stress mode. Which could put me back into depression.
What do, Flood? I want to finish writing my novel but my dad thinks I'm -blam!- at it, despite never having read a single work of mine. He wants me to either get into a career or university straight away, but I don't want to do either until I get a significant portion of my book done, because I work better when I make my own schedule and that stuff is going to get in the way.
My dad's really hard to stand up to because he's stubborn and I have little self-esteem, but I feel like I need to if I want to put my life in the direction I want it to. And to get out of this bull-blam!- Welfare thing.
-blam!- me, but I needed to vent. Cue the calls of "stop being a little -blam!- and start working".