Some reason to be pissed

Some reason to be pissed

I had thought of "100 reasons to be pissed off" as a title. Usually posts that start like this have more effect. But the ones I miss are not the arguments, but the patience. I ran out of it, in every sense.

You already know something about me: for the past sixteen years I have worked in a press review agency. The agency went bankrupt last December and I have been unemployed ever since. It could be the first reason to get pissed but in reality I was prepared for what would happen and I tried to turn anger into something constructive.

Something constructive was the attempt to start a business on my own, because at 52 you struggle to find answers when looking for work.

And now we come to the real reasons to get pissed. I had an appointment this morning at the Milan Chamber of Commerce to get some information on how to start a business. They had begged me to be on time and I was. On the other hand, it was officials of the chamber of commerce who completely forgot about the appointment. If I had forgotten about it, I would have been accused of not committing myself properly and that this was a bad start for those who want to start a business. But they forgot about it: sorry, a misunderstanding. Certainly the Milan Chamber of Commerce has a detailed list of the successes that it helps to achieve. I don't think he has a list of their nonsense.

I'm pissed at the chamber of commerce, and I'm pissed off because I'm 52 years old. I try the path of self-employment but at the same time I also respond to job offers because I don't want to leave any stone unturned. And I get pissed when the ads are reserved for those who are a maximum of 30, 35 or any other number of years less than I have. An announcement that said "no women, no non-EU citizens" would make the scandal cry, and rightly so. But leaving out those over 50 is considered a correct selective parameter.

I am pissed at those who fill their mouths with speeches about altruism and solidarity. What I could do in my life to help others I did, even when I had good reasons to then regret it. Now I am not begging. I am trying to start a business that could offer work to other people and a few words about my initiative could help me. But I tell you clearly: do you believe that newspapers like Avvenire, Famiglia Cristiana or Scarp de tenis believe that they have responded to my messages? Yes, I'm sure they had no obligation to do it. I am sure that strange and absurd requests are received every day. But even these newspapers of requests make them many.

For the moment, that's enough, I vented myself a little