The boss called me into the office today. He cut my hours and my wage because we have no work. (I dare you to live on 700euro a month!) But he also told me that he has to fire one of us. I was sure it would be me, instead it was the other girl. The one who is married with two kids. The one who has been working for the office longer and actually enjoys the job (I don't particularly like my job anymore). The one he said he'd prefer to keep. Why? Well, I'm cheaper for starters. But he said it was because he knows I'd never find another job the way things are, whereas she can claim unemployment benefit (400euro for six months I think, might be more due to kids) and has a husband with a wage (no idea how bug his wage is).
I think I'm going to tell him to fire me instead tommorrow. I think the universe is conspiring to tell me that moving to London is the inevitable choice.
I think we need a pick-me up after this.
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