zagy said:
If he did not get a reasonable job in 10 years, when will he get.
You did not read my story. No need to comment on anything. Just read.
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UNEXPECTED PROBLEMS - WORK RELATIONS 2006-2008
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When I started the light assembly job in my new town, I was all but sure they were going to exploit me for a few months and then take someone else with an active wage subsidy claim. This did not happen. I know how to use my hands and the parts were flying, accuracy and quality of work were good and in fact they had trouble finding another guy like me. To get good at it you need to be trained, so I had somebody who explain the procedures and work elements to me. That somebody was a relatively young lady from the US. She had moved to Canada and lived with her husband (a dentist) and her 2 daughters. Although there were rumours she was difficult to deal with, I found her a pleasant cheerful person, at least till, the second or the third month, when she kept on instructing me about things I already knew. I endured the abuse for a while, but eventually, I started disregarding the orders coming from her. She started complaining. I could see her walking up and down with smoke coming out of her ears. She kept on complaining over and over, till we were called upstairs by the supervisor, all to no avail. Next time I made a joke, the joke was reported completely out of context. The result was we both got formal letters stating we could be dismissed. I did my best to keep my distance but new problems were inevitable. Soon we were called to another meeting where we both defended our points. I was "released" and she was summoned to two more meetings and ended up in the oposite side of the plan where she found a boyfriend, left her husband and 2 kids, sold her property, bought a house and went bankrupt quickly after that. As a sign of faith to each other her and her boyfriend both tatooed their names on their bottoms. Eventually they left for the US and were never seen again. All this circus took less than a year and the first part left a bad taste in my mouth.
You can do one of these small jobs for a while but they become increasingly hard on your mind. Business was slowing down and one day I was given a rather unusual task. They wanted me to mount 10,000 screws on a piece of plywood so they could paint their heads. This chore took over two days of "screwing around" and going insane. The other guys were mostly young. They would come and go. Some had piercings, earings, died hair and strange looks but they all seemed to be knowledgable on the F and S words. They could not beat one of the supervisors though, as he was basically replacing every second word with f**k or f**king.
When a guy with a FCUK shirt showed up, he fitted right in.
Comsidering what was going on back home and the gloomy job, I had begun to feel rather dismal. The PR status of my family was about to expire, unless they reentered Canada by May 2008. I spoke with the supervisor and let him know I was not going to last much longer unless they did something. What they did was issue a promise that held no water. After two more months I asked them to lay me off. Well, technically they could not do that as they were still hiring people. So I had to take a leave of absense, see my family physician and get a note about my condition. The HRDC called me to confirm how I was and one more time I was put on an EI claim.
In the following months I started collected the needed documents and fill out the forms for a government program helping out-of-work individuals with their re-training.I had tried to to that the year before, but my timing was slightly off. This time the pieces came together smoothly and after my family (now 2 kids) joined me in May 2008, I qualified and was approved for the trainig program. The requirement was that I pay my first semester's tuition fees and all books during the two year term.
