So come on peeps be honest!
Ok.
I'm sick to the back teeth of reading about how I need to go back to work - when I'm in an industry that's been shut and until the government give the go ahead, there isn't a work for me to go to.
I'm sick of being told how I'm having an extended holiday and am just lazy and a scrounger when I had zero input into this decision. No one asked me if I wanted this, I was given no bearing over this decision except to accept furlough and have some money to live on and a chance of a job to return to, or refuse furlough, have fuck all to live on and no job to return to, meaning I need to try and find one that's not temporary, when the industry I work in and have skills and qualifications for, is shut. I do wonder how many people faced with that choice would have chosen the latter because they're sooo socially responsible.
I'm sick of hearing how furloughed workers should be out there fruit picking or doing care work and we're just lazy feckers who don't want to, while ignoring the fact that a lot of companies have written into furlough contracts that employees may not work anywhere else. That fact is just being completely ignored in favour of name calling and skewed judgement. Why aren't people who are angry about furlough, angry about that?
I need to work to live, I'm missing the social aspects of it and a sense of purpose. I am not missing being treated like shit by some people and am not looking forward to the inevitable arseholes that are going to step up a notch and start bleating about how tax payers paid my wages and therefore I should lick their boots if they so desire.
I'm finding it hilarious that people are jealous of hospitality staff, and think that 50% of the problem is that the majority of hospitality are furloughed and some people think we're not worthy of any support at all and should just crawl under a rock or something to appear again when all this is over and serve them humbly.
A holiday for me does not include only leaving the house for exercise and shopping. Nor having my every move policed by my neighbours, not going anywhere, doing anything or seeing family and friends. And not having any money to do more than survive.
And I don't think we'd have had half these problems if we hadn't had nice weather. If it had pissed down I think the mood would be very different.