Yep...things certainly have changed re unemployment. Back when I had 3 spells of unemployment that totalled more than 1 year between them and one was 8 months in duration!!! things were very different to now.
I've watched dole money get cut and cut again and it was certainly not luxury living back when I was. The only thing I can recall (early 1980s) having to contend with was filling in my first dole claim, handing it in and the amount she told me I'd have was married womans rate (ie personal payment only and terminating at 6 months and no rent payment). I would have filled in the form as a single person and with no wedding ring showing clearly. Trying to remember whether I think she might have confused thinking the title "Ms" was "Mrs"....as my title has long been "Ms" and so maybe she misread it and very thankful it was a university city and quite a few women even then with the title "Ms" and so she should have been familiar with it. Thank goodness I knew what I was due for and put her right by firmly pointing out "That's wrong...I'm not married". All my rent was paid, all my Council Tax was paid, if memory serves me right all my water bill was paid and it was "my own" bills and living that was all that had to come out of that personal payment - though goodness knows it was far from generous for sure and I carefully shepherded my "redundancy" payments I'd been given in case I actually needed to buy anything much - as the dole money wouldnt have covered it!
We were only expected to apply for the jobs we decided to apply for as I recall and things started getting harder during my last spell of unemployment (the 8 months one) and I had two folders of job applications (the real one - ie jobs I would actually take if I got them) and the other of fake job applications (real jobs - but they werent right for me). Thankfully I'd read a Socialist Worker newspaper article about how to answer their "are you applying for work" by then. So whereas I knew that my work conditions are "Office job, around about 9am-5pm Monday-Friday and reasonable distance from my home" - I knew that I needed to put down "any type of job, any hours, up to a hugely unreasonable distance from my home" and do a lot of "job applications" for jobs I would never take anyway, as well as "my own type and location of job". I was so thankful that I was in a position I could manage to turn down what was an office job/near enough/etc - but I'd spotted a big health hazard - and I was able to avoid that health hazard and turn the job down and keep waiting for a more suitable job.
I do think "How on earth are people supposed to be job-hunting for 35 hours a week?!!!" I'd look at the local newspaper every day etc and whack off job applications/go for whatever interviews I got asked for and it took nothing like 35 hours - maybe 10 hours a week or so? - but very far from 35 hours. I've often wondered how people could put in that much time hunting for jobs and ostensibly hunting for others. Not to mention all the time one has to spend if the income is inadequate by doing things like shopping around/walking instead of taking a bus/etc/etc in order to make it possible to manage at all on the income.
That was the one blessing I had whilst on the dole queue, ie that after I'd kept up to date with my jobhunting I'd go off and do whatever voluntary work I'd decided on. That was a mixed blessing that a lot of my voluntary work was a couple of levels "higher" than what I ever managed to get paid for - grr! But I chose to see it as "At least I can work at MY level some of the time - though I expect I'll be back down a couple of levels once I've got a paid job again". I never really kept track of just how much voluntary work I did - but, at its peak, I expect I was putting in 50 hours or more a week.
Programme on ADHD this evening



