I've been offered a job in the bureau of statistics until the end of the financial year. It pays a bit more than my last full time job in Parliament and has considerably better hours. I'll be doing research and writing a report, which I am perfectly qualified to do, just as I would have been perfectly qualified for the dozens of jobs that I applied for over the past several months but didn't get for a variety of asinine reasons. Now I am sorted until the end of June and then it will be the new financial year when all the departments will have new budgets and funding and the market should be better. On top of that, they will no longer be able to fob me off with lame excuses about not having public service experience.
I signed up to the ABS temporary employment register and they called me, told me a little about the job, then the next day they said they would offer me the job formally via e-mail. That e-mail was a little delayed itself, and I was a bit suspicious that this would end up like one of the many jobs that looked so promising only to wind up as nothing but a lesson designed to undermine my sense of self worth. What makes it sweeter still, is the fact that I got this job on my own. No agencies were involved. I still feel that they have done little to find me work and I am not convinced that any of them really give a damn if I ever work again, so as much as I've learned not to take these things personally, I still say screw 'em. I'll talk to them again in the new year.
I'm still doing trivia and fitness training (I had a session this evening in the backyard with a totally new client base) and while neither of those will make me a living, I suspect that when asked what I do I will still say I'm a fitness trainer.
Finally, the new job is totally flexible. I'm not being depended on, I'm not depending on a whole host of others, and I will be able to go to Manchester with the Convicts and for a bit of a holiday at the end of May without causing any problems.
So the work situation isn't really thrilling, but at the moment it couldn't be better.