delcielo's Journal: Entry 1...

So I'm slugging it out today with every script in the world that decided to encounter some unforseen condition and like some stupid cow in the herd, all I can really think about is what I'm going to scavenge from my two co-worker's cubes. "N" was moved, "A" was laid off in part of what has become a 6 month MTBL (mean time between layoffs) cycle. I'm a lot more jaded than I think anybody ought to be. I guess I figure that if I get laid off, I can get by. Hell, I can do anything... right? I'm intelligent, adaptable, a good student. If I get laid off, I'll slug it out somehow either in this industry or another. This gets me to thinking about those folks who get laid off and spend 6 months at home on unemployment waiting for their old job to come back. They kind of piss me off. Nobody promised you a desk job (apple orchard). Some have gone back to school. Great idea. I applaud those people. Others are just waiting for the same job they had to come by again. These are the people who piss me off. I'm paying for them. I may be waiting tables, or pounding nails, or pumping gas when I get laid off; but I'm not going to simply go on the dole and expect the world to take care of me while I wait for my little office chair to suddenly reappear under my ass. Unemployment insurance was made for people who are having trouble finding a job... not for people who are having trouble finding the same job they left. There's a difference.