A few days ago I went to our city hall to get a new cedula for this year. The man at the counter remembered me from last year, and seeing that I’d written “none” in the blank occupation, he asked “you’ve been jobless for over a year?” The way he had said it, I might as well have put “lazy parasitic bum mooching off parents’ money” or something of the same nature (it’s true anyway) as my occupation. Gee, thanks for the encouragement, mister.

I wanted to say, “half of that year was spent reviewing for the board exams, a fourth spent waiting for results and my license to be issued by the slow, ineffective, and not to mention, corrupt government that you work for. A twelfth was spent recovering from an appendectomy and the rest looking for a job, with a few training programs thrown in between! How productive was 2008 for you? Wanna see a picture of my appendix?” Pair that up with a shrill voice and a crazed look in the eyes. Then add a little neck wringing for maximum effect.

I know, we long-term un-employees can be a little sensitive. Anyway I just said “yes,” paid my dues and left with my new cedula.

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