On my return to work earlier this week, I caught up with a colleague of mine. Without thinking, I mentioned that the first day back is never easy, but at least we have a job to go back to. He replied by asking me why would I say that? Say what? At least we have a job. Well, what if we didn’t have a job, then what? He pointed out that the unemployment rate in Sydney is very low and if one wants to work, there is work. I was brought up with scarcity. Money was scarce. School fees were high, and always needed to be paid. Every single month without fail! We never had enough. Constant fear of running out. Added to the fact that I have seen unemployment in South Africa, and what it can mean.

Good point I told him. We are privileged to live in a city where there is work if one desires to work.