A couple of days ago, Mamamia ran a post in response to the Government’s proposal to make unemployed Australians apply for up to 40 jobs a month in order to qualify for welfare payments.
The post was called “A letter to Australia’s job snobs: It’s time to grow up and get a job,” and in it Susie Carling wrote about why she thinks it’s not good enough for people to refuse to apply for jobs that aren’t in their chosen field, or jobs that are seen as “beneath them”.
At the end of Susie’s post, Mamamia put a call out for stories – from people who agreed with Susie and from people do did not.
This post is from someone who does not agree. KAREN HARDY is a journalism graduate who thinks people should be picky when it comes to which jobs they will and will not take.
Over to Karen.
I don’t owe the Government a nightmare lifestyle.
This is not what I wanted to read after working 5.5 hours today and studying for a further 12 to earn my Graduate Diploma of Journalism.
“Retraaaaiiiinnn!” the thought provoking Mammamia blog post screamed at me. “I work, why don’t youuuuu?” A shrill, harping noise delved deep into my ears. This is the new beat of the employment drum. Worthy Aussie Battlers all over Australia clinging to their jobs until their knuckles turn white, their fists angrily shaking in the air. I listen to this speech every day, the Suck it Up Princess Tango and the Get Over it Express regularly come a’knockin, and frankly, I am a little tired. Maybe I need a nap. Maybe I need Centrelink. But what I don’t need is a job I hate.
I have a Bachelor of Writing, am studying for my Graduate Diploma of Journalism, and recently (hooray for me!) got accepted into a Master of Arts next year. While Snivelling Sally does sound a bit whiny, my heart does go out to myself and the other “Artists” (Note: I use the term loosely due to the fact that my poetic ability increases after a few rounds of Reckorderlig) that are starving for a noteworthy cause. I understand that Centrelink is not to be used for horrid, dole bludging Bogans that sit at home playing World of Warcraft all day (I am more of a Sims girl, myself). I assure you – most artists are not doing this. But newsflash: We also don’t really need to spend all day being miserable, either.
All I have ever wanted to be is a writer. I don’t want to be a mother, or a teacher, or social worker, or a pilot, I want to be a writer. In the past 6 years I have had one interview for a newspaper. This is not due to lack of trying. It was for a four week contract. That’s it. That was my one shot. The woman who wrote The Devil Wears Prada clearly has no idea what she is talking about.