Ok, so I’m unemployed at the moment. Or, as I like to say, I’m “between jobs.”
I have no car to drive. Even worse I have no reliable means of transportation. Delving into the reasons why would be a thread unto itself so I won’t go into it. Suffice it to say, this makes my job hunt slightly more difficult. I don’t even have a fucking bicycle to ride (I used to have one, but it’s gone now. Long story)
Having already applied at all the establishments within a reasonable walking distance of my home, I decided to focus my sights on a place that was quite a ways off. It takes about 40 minutes to walk there.
I get my best clothes on (even my best isn’t all that fancy), and I walk over to this place to get an application. It begins to rain. I start to get wet. Ok, this kind of sucks, but I keep on walking.
As I stroll merrily along through a residential area of my rural community, daydreaming about what it’d be like if I could find some work, I’m abruptly startled.
“Get a fucking job, you lousy bum!” I look and see a big burly looking guy with a beard glaring at me threateningly. I try to ignore and I keep on walking to my intended destination.
What was this man hoping to accomplish by shouting at me? I doubt it was intended as encouragement. He must have thought I was homeless and decided to take his hostility towards the homeless out on me. Thank God I have a place to live at least, but there are some people who are even worse off than me.
How can you scowl at someone who might very well wish to work, but has trouble doing so because they don’t have a car/decent clothes/permanent address/whatever?
Fuck him, and fuck anybody who can take one look at someone and judge them without knowing anything about the circumstances of their life.