I've been put out of certain jobs by:
- mechanisation - wave soldering
- technology - e-commerce negating a sales rep role
- my values - I would not sack an employee simply because a boss didn't like her
- work processes - tandem handcam reducing the need for freefall photographers
- employee competition - coworkers willing to do the same work as me at a lower rate
- my personality - small business employers quite rightly choosing to employ people they like
- my age - people who want "strapping young lads" in certain roles
And in every case I've found a way to survive.
For sure, any time now I might be competing with people for taxi driver jobs, or working in a bar or collecting shopping trolleys and will rebuild from there. Or I might cling to the jobs I have, because I provide value for my stakeholders at a price that makes better economic sense than the alternatives.
All these assets:
- My education
- My 20 years of experience in this role
- My ability to get stuff done
- A nice set of industry contacts and (generally) good reputation
- The glowing feedback I (generally) get sent to my employers by students
- My ability to take a student into freefall and get them to the ground safely
They're all just tools that help me compete for work. Tools I spent money and energy accumulating. They're not a guarantee that someone will keep paying me.
Because we're all only as good as our last day.
COUNTERPOINTAnd as I read the article that gave me the links above - I take on board the criticism of "what the hell would you know?". Referring (more or less) to me, the author states:
Nobody they know feels threatened by migrants or outsourcing in the job market either, just like they always remark with a degree of childlike wonder that nobody they know voted for Tony Abbott, so they have absolutely no idea how he ever got in."
They have about as much comprehension of the life experience, fears, and hardships of the average One Nation voter in the Western Suburbs as they do about an African American, or a Syrian refugee for that matter, so dictating what these people should and shouldn’t be concerned about employment-wise from the comfort of a gentrified Inner West suburb is nothing less than textbook white privilege.