Retrenchment Recess: Episode 6

Retrenchment Recess:

Episode 6

Sitting in the UIF line…

Sitting and waiting for an undefined period of time is certainly not one of my strong points.

I think that the day of The Voice auditions was proof enough. Wake up repeatedly, terrified of oversleeping. Unable to sleep since 04:00. Arrive 06:40. Audition 15:40. Me = NOT a happy camper (since about 08:30).

However, it seems that the South African Labour Department’s UIF (Unemployment Insurance Fund) wants to prove it to me repeatedly, just for the sake of it. I’ve spent about 10 hours queueing there and have not yet actually gotten to the counter. It’s amusing how there are SO many unemployed people and SO many people getting retrenched in the last 5 years but the process is still an absolute disaster, stunted in so many ways.

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Despite the fact that you can apply online, things are halted halfway through with senseless reason codes stated, which delay everything further. You then have to launch a query simply to understand the reason stated for the unsuccessful online application. Then you get told the employer didn’t submit the right document. You know, I don’t know whether the tail’s wagging the dog here, but I think that with the frequency of retrenchment cycles in South Africa, the large companies know EXACTLY what to submit. I’m not sure who’s fooling who here!

So, here I am, it’s almost the end of November. I’ve been out of work since end of June. I applied for UIF online in July. And… nothing! Someone somewhat officially involved in the process told me it’s like hoping to win the lottery.

This would probably be funny if there weren’t UIF contributions going off my salary for years, like clockwork, only for it to be impossible to claim when I need it back… I hear that some of my ex-colleagues got their applications in and done within 5 minutes by using (quite possibly paying off) someone’s connection. This is where I truly get irritated. Everyone is against corruption and fraud until it makes life easier for themselves.

I feel like there are people in South Africa who go out of their way to make things complicated. It’s a personality thing. There are people who want things to work, and to make South Africa a better place. And then there are people who don’t understand or care how simple a process like UIF application could really be. If your thinking is angled one way or the other, I think it’s quite difficult to cope with the opposition.

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I try really hard for my posts not to become bitching sessions, but I’m viciously struggling to see the ray of light regarding UIF at this point. I suppose it’s quite simple. I’m going to have to change my strategy, take some music with me, and go try again. Attempt 4…

So please, pray for me. Think of me. Send me good vibes. I will go back next week. I will go and stand in the Randburg CBD at 05:00 hoping not to get mugged. I will wait for the place to open at 07:30.

I will not be unnerved.

And

I WILL BE SERVED!

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Retrenchment Recess: Episode 5

Retrenchment Recess:

Episode 5

 

When denial lasts too long…

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This past Friday I attended a get-together noting the last day of work for a WHOLE BUNCH of my old colleagues. The retrenchment machine’s wheels keep going ’round and ’round. Don’t fret – remember, there is life out there!

One of the guys there asked me about my writing. I hadn’t realised he even knew of my site’s existence. So I decided that today I need to get a post out. When I looked at the date of the last post, I had to roll my eyes at myself: 28 August!

Well, here we are. I’m in a coffee shop, yet again. You folks must be getting tired of that. It’s OK; you can pretend I’m sitting on the floor in an art gallery, pondering gloriously intellectual thoughts about paintings I can’t comprehend.

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I think I’m in denial. I mean, I’ve done a tiny bit of part-time work since I left my job, but that has come and gone, and, despite numerous interviews (and meeting some more truly great people), nothing seems to be cooking in the kitchen of my employment. I suppose I’ve always had a slight spoilt brat attitude w.r.t. becoming employed – I never had to attend a set of interviews at more than one company to find a job. Maybe now I’m having difficulty because I’m actually looking for a more focused something in a more focused manner. Maybe the South African job market is torn to shreds – that’s what everyone around me has been saying. It’s not like my Awesomeness Index has deteriorated or anything!

<Going off-topic>

Bah! The really perplexing question is whether you would know you’re in denial? Am I, therefore, not in denial, about being in denial? Hmmm.

<End of off-topic-ness>

Indeed, like I’ve said many a time before, there is life out there. So I’ve been trying to throw off my self-sabotaging chains and follow my dreams as a creative. I attended auditions for The Voice SA this past weekend. After 8 hours queueing in the sun, I’m not sure what I sounded like; but the true point is that went, I did it, and I proved to myself that it isn’t nearly as scary as imagined. All the while, a new melody has been frolicking around in my head for a while now, and it’s time that it gets developed. I’ll be in a trance, drooling on the piano for a few days… Keep your ears open!

I’ve also been following (most of the time, anyway!) my dreams and goals in terms of Not Getting Fat(ter) Again. We went away for 2 weeks in September. The trip was amazing, with great company, but nutritionally, it became a huge binge.

It’s taken me up to last week to get my head right again regarding my eating habits. Luckily, with this overflow of free time, I have generally been exercising at least 5 times a week. Go look at my Strava.

Retrenchment has been WONDERFUL for my exercise schedule!

And…

If nothing else, I will get healthier day by day,

always ready to kick butt whenever required!

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