Posted by Krystyna Hunt in
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In February, 2009 I found myself unable to get a job. The recession was in full blast and my work sources had dried up. I was unemployable. I was 63 years old.
For the last 20 years I had been trying to do the "right", "sensible", employable thing. I had shelved my dreams, squashed my gifts and talents and decided to "get a job" in the corporate world. I hated it, but jobs there could be counted on. I had been taught that if a woman could type she could always get a job and I certainly could type. So type I did. Until February I realized it was the 2009 recession and the demand for typing had passed with the analog age.
I am divorced with no children, so luckily I have no responsibilities other than myself. ...
