Following on from the dream this morning which suggested that “there was a job for me in Geneva if I wanted it”. To me this is more far-fetched than seven gorillas. We regularly have one or two cormorants and a heron in the garden around the pond. Mr cormorant will let me get within 15 metres before he flies off. Gorillas are much more likely than jobs.
Because of the way modern employment practice is, there is near zero chance that I could get a job. I have no referees and I have not worked for six years. I am not physically very able and I do not speak the lingo here well. Employment law suggests that fair candidature practices are in place. You could not justify giving a past-it old fart a job over a younger dude or dudess with recent experience and this century qualifications. A person who could be vouched for.
I have more chance of raising a million quid of venture capital start up funds than I do of getting any form of proper job. This is a realistic assessment.
I might be able to write a patent application as a vanity project but that does not make me employable.
This is my version of physical plane reality. It is a simple reality with which I am accustomed.
I have experimentally determined in the past that people will pay me to tutor them “A” level physics and / or chemistry. This is self employed and not strictly speaking a job. I could at a push do this online thanks to Orange fibre optics. But I prefer this face to face and 1:1. In principle I could spend a few weeks doing exam papers and bring myself back up to speed. In the peak UK period January to June I would be confident that I might get some clients. The second year it would be easier because I might get likes or thumbs up.
Were we to go back to the UK I might be able to work the supermarket till at Waitrose.
As has for so long been the case my dream-world and my physical plane reality do not converge nor are they likely to.
I have to dash as I have just seen a gorilla walking down the drive….
Dreamyoga 