I’ve been back for a week from my scriptwriting course in Melbourne, and it feels like the whole world’s gone mad!
The recession is really hitting close to home, with many of my friends losing their jobs this week…so I’m more concerned about how they’ll get by emotionally and financially, than debriefing about my course!
I guess it brings up all those ‘what if…?’ questions in us - about getting through the tough times, paying the bills that keep the roof over our heads, putting food in our bellies.
I remember back in the early eighties, trying to find a job. I’d get out of bed at six, race down to the newsagent and buy a paper, sit there scanning and circling jobs, then hit the payphone on the corner and start dialling.
Yes, this was before mobile phones and email – and in a sharehouse, who could afford a landline? (And no, I wasn’t around when dinosaurs walked the Earth!!).
It was like calling a radio station competition when the prize was a million $$. If you actually got through to the number, it was likely they’d already filled their interview quota.
I got ‘lucky’ after a week, got an interview, and got the job. It was harder getting the job than doing it!
Our kids don’t realise how lucky they’ve been over the last fifteen years, so maybe a little hardship will do them good too. They’ll certainly learn that leaving a job (by choice) in this economic climate isn’t a good idea.
Which raises a whole lot of questions about following your dreams. Maybe that’s why so many of our parents, many of whom lived through The Depression, never really had the job-satisfaction-or-die mindset. It was more about food on the table, clothes on your back, enough to scrape by on.
And maybe this recession will help us all get back some balance. Maybe we’ll work out the difference between ‘want’ and ‘need’. Clive Hamilton talks about this in his book Affluenza - one of my favourite non-fic reads in recent times.
I reckon we’ll be okay. Even if sometimes, a week can seem like a lifetime and you get to Friday feeling like crap…
Elle x