Filbert, I share your pain there. I started doing the online benefit claim last week but couldn’t finish it because my final salary payment wasn’t until last Thursday, and even though I knew what I’d get paid, I couldn’t complete the details until that date had passed. I was amused by the fact that it said my final payment date had to be any year after 1853!
I submitted it online over the weekend and they rang me on Tuesday morning so I didn’t have to wait too long. The reason they rang was to make an appointment for me to go into the job centre to see an advisor. So this morning I trooped off to the job centre where I saw two advisors, clearly I am so special I need more than one. The first one showed me the details on the screen of my online application, asked me if everything was correct and then printed it out.
The second person took some details about what kind of work I wanted and what geographical areas I was going to concentrate on. He gave me a little activity book to fill in so I can document my job-search but when I asked how they intended to verify that I’d actually done anything I’d written in it, he looked at me like I was from another planet. So presumably I can write whatever I want in there and nobody will care two hoots whether I actually did any of it or not.
Now I have two weeks before I have to sign on again, and I plan to spend that time doing very little. I’ve been busy this week already, I am off shopping tomorrow afternoon with a friend and I’m meeting some other ex-irk colleagues on Friday for lunch and a catch-up.
I was considering vacuuming the floors today but I don’t want to peak too early…
Considering the number of people looking for work they deal with, you think they could have found a better webpage designer, eh?
Anyway, they phoned first thing this morning- before coffee- but didn’t want much info, so even uncaffeinated I could mumble out the appropriate gubbins (working the accent and dialect there ), and I get to go see 'em tomorrow, wish me luck in getting a helpful advisor- some are genuinely helpful, and work with your skills, interests and experience- others seem to think you’re scum for being there, and should be happy to get a night shift scraping up dog vomit for minimum wage. Hope you got a good one too ScareyFaerie!
Spent the remains of the day sewing a banner for the local university circus group; planning to spend friday pretending to be a student so I can help lure in some more [del]mugs[/del] new people, at the fresher’s fair- as there’s only 2 active student members, and they need at least 3 to run the committee so we get a practice space for the winter. Planning to run a mini-covention in January too, trying to get involved in organising that too.
How to make yourself feel old- spend the day talking to overexcited teenagers, full of optimism and dreams! I should just bring a zimmer frame.
It’s the Gummint. There probably is some rule somewhere about sending things to the lowest bidder even if you know that said bidder is such a piece of shit that toilet bowls would puke him back.
Nava is a shoo in for the week’s most graphic/colorful post.
MOOOOOOM I know you don’t really mean that about Scruffy but I do understand.
I’m futzin’ with a talk I get to give to a group of seniors next Wednesday. It’s the standard this is what we do here at old folks’ services but I do like to mix it up a bit. I’m actually doin’ this one for a co-irker who is out on sick leave. She had arthroscopic knee surgery Monday and will be out of commission for a couple of weeks. We talked to her yesterday. She’s doin’ good she says. Plus she has a chee-hoo-ah-hoo-ah named Little Bit glued to her side. Little Bit will be decidedly unhappy when momma returns to irk. After all, the only reason momma could possibly be at home all the time is to be with Little Bit, according to Little Bit.
This reminds me of a saying in the Military (any military!) – “Always remember, the weapon you are holding was made by the lowest bidder.” :eek:
Yay on refinding Hordie! Although your description of wanting to squee over him makes me feel like I really should be jealous
Fil & Boo (this has got to be either a band name or a TV show name!) – good luck on [del]milking the system for as long as possible[/del] finding a job soon!
Good luck, indeed! I did get a couple of cheerful chappies this morning so that wasn’t so bad, but they only did the initial paperwork and set up the dates for signing on. I have an appointment to see a “proper” advisor in a month’s time when they will get to the serious business of telling me what they can do to help me find a job.
I didn’t like to say that I’m rather looking forward to having a bit of a break, I’ve been in continuous employment in various places ever since leaving college many years ago and I think after so long contributing to the system that supports our ever-growing army of workshy layabouts, it’s time I got some payback. Luckily my severance payment will give me enough to live on for several months so I am not in a desperate rush to find another job, I may well take a month off instead but I doubt the job centre worthies would be too impressed with that idea.
Nava, I see nothing wrong with squeeing over a 6’ 4" bloke, I think such behaviour is to be encouraged!
Mornin’. I foresee yet another day of non-productivity. Data mining system still isn’t working properly. Everything I have on my plate requires me to pull the data from there. Sigh…
We’re feverishly callling around and emailing various people to get the fix started, but so far we’ve got zip; zilch; nada.
I have a teleconference at 10:00 so at least I won’t be twiddling my thumbs for a couple of hours.
I’m following the shooting in Cupertino this morning. 2 dead, 7 wounded. The shooter’s still at large. Scary stuff, since it looks like he just snapped.
I need to do my self-appraisal by the end of the week, but I don’t wanna. What I am I supposed to say? I did my job this year to the best of my abilities. The end. I hate reviews. I’d rather have a root canal. Either I’m doing an acceptable job or I’m not. If I am, there’s no need to talk about it. If I’m not, it should have come up long before the annual review. With no possibility of promotions or raises, the reviewers feel like they have to make stuff up, so they look like they’re Doing Something. I am not interested in additional responsibilities that come with the possibility of…more responsibilities. Seriously, their selling point is that it will help me make more money. Later. Somewhere else. No, really.
I like being employed, I like being employed, I like being employed. A roof over my head, food to eat, clothes to wear…Sigh. I really, really need to get out of this line of work. If nothing else, at least so I can have new and different things to complain about.
My plan didn’t work. The chapter, apparently, was just too darn interesting. I finally fell asleep after 5am.
We started buying parts for the Jeep off eBay. So far we have 2 of the 3 parts needed to replace the heating system and so far we’ve saved over $300 from what it would have cost to buy them new from Quadratec and even more than what a repair shop would have cost. I’ll know in about 7 hours if we got the 3rd part. If we did, we’ll save another $30.
I’m so excited! Yay for credit cards! Sweetie’s paying for them with his and then I’ll repay him when I get my money in a few weeks. Still have to repay him for my school book rental too.
He keeps apologizing because he can’t afford to help me pay for school. No matter how many times I tell him, he doesn’t seem to understand that giving me a place to live, food, and a credit card to use while waiting for my loans to disburse, is EXACTLY what’s enabling me to STAY in school. There’s no way I’d be doing this without him.
), and I get to go see 'em tomorrow, wish me luck in getting a helpful advisor- some are genuinely helpful, and work with your skills, interests and experience- others seem to think you’re scum for being there, and should be happy to get a night shift scraping up dog vomit for minimum wage. Hope you got a good one too ScareyFaerie!
