A few years back, when someone mentioned the word unemployed, I showed little interest as I felt it did not effect me. Being a millionaire, owner of a restaurant I felt miles away from this stigma of our society. One bodged operation, an absence from my restaurant for 4 months, a partner who stole me bankrupt left me with debt, closure of the restaurant and eventual bankruptcy
I was a registered accountant, highly skilled in the property market and within the next two months will have to vacate our house, turn over my car to the curator.
No one accept my wife knows of tears at night knowing whats coming, not knowing where to turn to. At times I feel as if God has turned his back to me, wiped my name of his palm.
I have applied for all vacancies which I know I can do easily with my skills. Sometime a response saying that I do not fulfill the employer's criteria, but mostly a deathly quiet. Once someone had the decency to let me know I am too old (56). I know that I can still work anyone to a standstill as I was used to working 18 hour days.
Knowing that I would not be able to provide for my wife and physically disabled son, has depressed me to a point where I feel that suicide is my only option out (my wife will get some insurance remuneration).
If me, a whitey with a perception of no possibility of employment feels this way, how does millions of blacks with no hope over the horizon feel? It is no wonder some steel to stay alive.
If I do not find employment soon, maybe I should use some kiwi polish and approach Mr Zuma for a ride on his gravy train.
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