Burden on Society

This entry isn’t really about sex, and thus does not belong on this blog, but since it concerns this corner of the blogosphere here we go. It does involve me being intrinsically disordered though, so maybe it is not completely out of place.

As I have declared several times before, I am a Poor. This has a lot to do with my employment status, or lack thereof. Thus far this year I have had paid work for a grand total of two (2) days, which is not exactly paying the bills.

In addition to being frequently unemployed, I am fairly unemployable. It is not difficult to see why this might be the case, especially for those of you on whose blogs I leave comments. Up to now I have bounced around and made enough money to keep going. But those gravy days have come to an end, and now I either have to find something that can pay the bills in these inflationary times or I have to make plans for when my savings run out.

Here’s the problem: working seems awful, and as the months drag on I feel less and less able to tolerate it. In addition to my own basket of mental barriers and brokenness around this issue, you folks are not helping. I have been observing how the residents of this corner of the blogosphere like their jobs, and it is disheartening.

I can think of two bloggers who currently enjoy their work: John Michael (who recently started a new position) and Maddie (ditto). CB also started a new job but I don’t know whether he likes it. Maybe Dr Spo tolerates his job, but he is upset that he will never be able to retire.

The rest of you? Many of you (Travel Penguin, Sassybear, Michael54) are explicitly counting the days until you retire. Several others (Jennifer from Sparrow Tree Journal, Robzilla, Jon from Delargo Towers) seem trapped and unhappy in jobs or job environments they dislike. John Gray is planning to leave hospice work and retrain as a counsellor. A few of you don’t talk about your jobs much, but when you do it is usually in the context of stress and drama. I do not know how Blobby feels about his job in general, but the last few months have seemed rough for him.

Then of course there are the retired people, who uniformly LOOOOOVE being retired. They get to take art classes and travel and observe the buskers trying to scratch out a living on the streets below them. That’s fine, I guess: they worked hard and put in their time, and now they get their reward. Being a Poor, retirement is not in the cards for me, unless you consider being unemployed for months on end a form of retirement. But it is clear to me that none of the retired would go back to work unless they were forced to.

I mean, it is not as if anybody is explicitly telling me that working for a living is awful and that I should just give up and become homeless. My unwillingness or inability to get work is squarely on my shoulders, and should not be influenced by what I read in other people’s blogs. But it certainly feels hopeless more days than not.

13 thoughts on “Burden on Society

  1. Not knowing much of your background, I often wonder what type of work it is you do or have done and what is your background? You always seem very deep thoughted and high intelligent Lurker. If we met, I think you could intimidate me. Yet I enjoy you. There are days, even if we mostly enjoy our jobs, that we all have those days we hate it. I have always just got lucky in that I have landed jobs I like. A job I enjoy takes more importance over the pay. And some gay Alist “friends” I no longer talk to always made me feel terrible about that. Why not go after more money they say? They went nuts and got a little belittling when I went to work at the floral shop. They really had a fit when I tell them I’d give up everything to go live in Kenya and work with elephants. Hence why a severed that friendship. Maybe you just haven’t found that niche yet, or is it where you live? Maybe not enough jobs of your background where you live? I hope you find it.

    Side note- But if I ever won one of those big obscene lotteries…I’d stop working in a heartbeat. And share the wealth. So… I hope to win one day, and then get your address to send a nice check sweet cheeks.


    1. I am reluctant to reveal too much about my work life in this persona lest I dox myself, but it is safe to say that I might be intimidating. One of my former jobs involved working with technology (and yet I managed to be paid less than the local poverty line).

      Supposedly there are lots of jobs available here, but I am losing confidence that anybody will take a chance on hiring me at any job that is sustainable.


  2. Well, I’m going to wade into this. Work is a means to an end, that’s all. The end is food, rent, etc. If you enjoy your job, have a good job that pays well, work in a great workplace — congrats, you’ve won the workforce lottery jackpot. Not all that many people do. But in this world, ya do what ya gotta do, man. That’s all I can say. Our society and economic system are set up a certain way and we are all just cogs in that machine. Come the revolution, things may change, but I don’t see that happening any time soon.


    1. Come the revolution, I will be lined up against the wall.

      I plead guilty to wanting to win the workplace lottery jackpot, but I frame the grand prize differently: I would like to find work that is sustainable in the medium term. If the job does not pay the bills, it is not sustainable. If I am dealing with a toxic workplace culture, the job is not sustainable because I will burn out. If the job will give me black lung, then the job is not sustainable because I won’t physically be able to continue doing it. If the job aggravates my psychological issues too much, then the job is not sustainable because I will melt down.

      I do feel happiness at one’s job has something to do with whether a job is sustainable (or even tolerable) but that is my entitlement speaking.

      Obviously I am being unreasonably picky here. It still strikes me as discouraging that so many people really dislike their jobs most of the time.


      1. Of course we all have to protect ourselves as well as we can in the workforce. I’m not advocating putting up with any of the toxic things you mention. However, we do have to be realistic that the workforce is not a particularly fun place to be. Working is a necessary evil in our society if you want to live above the poverty line. That is, unfortunately, the bottom line, as they say.


  3. Most of the time work is ‘just the job that pays the bills while you get to do the things you like’. Provided it isn’t toxic, it is a means to money. It needed be more than that. There is honor is doing a good days work.


  4. OMG Lurkie!
    Do I need to start a GoFundMe? This worries me. You come across as frighteningly smart, so I know It’s not for lack of knowledge that you are not finding a job that is both sustainable and lasting. I am lucky to work on something I’m good at doing but I have grown disillusioned with the pass of time. I cannot take work politics and malarkey well, so I usually get in trouble for telling the truth.
    I think we all go into our jobs thinking that they will be nothing like they end being but a job is just a means to an end: have enough money not to worry about being destitute. Now I’m going to be thinking about ways to help you.
    If everything fails, I’ll convince Maddie to put me in Drag and we’ll stage a benefit show for you, though. And charge through the nose. I’m not getting in heels and a corset for pennies.



    1. A GoFundMe is unlikely to help. Best to save those so anti-vaxxers can afford their post-COVID funerals. I still have some savings so my situation is not imminently dire, but the clock is ticking.

      At this point I am not sure what will help, but that is a conversation for a different blog.


  5. How are you with sourcing Afghan rugs or Greek baskets? My interior design assistant resigned on Friday.
    Alternatively, my friend volunteered with a charity he was passionate about who were desperate for a bit of IT help. They have since offered him a job.


    1. Oh no! I’m sorry you lost your assistant. I would be a terrible replacement.

      I did get a job in a similar way to your IT friend. This is part of the reason I live below the poverty line now.


  6. Perhaps a monetized Youtube channel. There is a person who pays a cook, gardener and a full time handy man for her 60 acre castle through this service. There has to be a few people interested in what you do.


    1. This sounds like an excellent idea… for somebody whose life is worth documenting.

      The other aspect of these social media celebs is that we only see the winners, not the thousands upon thousands of creators who do not win the popularity laundry. Some of us can make income with videos of shaping buttplugs on a lathe, but not many.


Comments are closed.