J.B.Priestley’s play, An Inspector Calls - Eva Smiths Diary Essay

Ive just got back from my summer vacation. It was lovely. Im reallylooking fore to going again next year. Lifes looking up at themoment. Its grand Just one problem though, the money Im receivingat the factory. Ive spoken to kinda a few other girls on vacation andthey earn practically more than twenty-two and six. Ill speak to Mr. Birlingtomorrow to ask him some raising it to 25 shillings a week. I dontsee why non myself. Im a honorable worker and accommodate been in the factory all over a year. Well just withstand to see what he says.12th family 1910Thats it Im non taking any(prenominal) more. A few other girls and me, who besick of the terrible money, be going on strike. Hell have to wake upour weekly wage then wont he well if he doesnt Im not carrying onworking for him. Hes a mean small-arm, and only cares for himself, wantsall the money. Its not very often I get annoyed I dont homogeneous to callpeople and say nasty things about them, but I really have had enoughto day. This man has really angered me. Im an excellent, hard, nice worker. How dare he have the cheek to say no I told his thisafternoon for the 6th time in the past 2 days, that because I wasbeing promoted to leading operator I would at least endure a pay rise.His reply was the same, that it was his duty to keep labour costdown. His exact answer if I remember was Ive told you again andagain Eva, both time youve asked me. Its my duty to keep labourcosts down. I dont get by why the hell you waste your time bothering mewhen you could be working - earning good money for my factor. Theanswers a straight no, so get out of my note girl. Get back to yourbleeding work. What a lovely charming man Mr. Birling is, oh great ishe.... ...ll because of no food, no roof above their head. I dontwant that. I dont want my child not having the advantages that otherchildren have that other children take advantage of. Waking upeveryday with a roof above their head, breakfast on the table forthem, lov ing parents that are there for them when they need help orare feeling down. Everyone takes advantage of everything they own,even their lives. They dont realize it until theyve muddled thosethings they love and care about though. so it will suddenly hit themlike a ton of bricks. heap should learn to love what they have, butme, I cant go on any longer trying to be happy for what I have. Idont have anything, so I cant try to be happy. Ive tried too sometimes, and now - Im giving up trying. Im weak and so far Ive losteverything apart from my life. Which soon I will also be loosing.