Fair enough, and sure, if I’d been asked to get one, I would have, or offered proof if I already had one. But of all the personal identifying information they asked for, that was about the only thing they didn’t. 
I have a PVG cert now, for this job, and I can’t remember if they asked for proof up front if I’d had one at the time, because I didn’t. Some places insist in the job offer that you have one BEFORE they will consider you, which is rubbish. If you need one for their job and don’t have one, they should bloody well provide it. They’ll need to update it if they need one anyway. But, it’s a buyer’s market in the employment game these days, so they can demand all sorts of things, like offering near minimum wage for highly skilled positions requiring degrees and shit.
All of which makes me desperate to cling on to this job so I don’t have to face the damn job market again. I can just about manage to do this job satisfactorily (some say brilliantly, but what do they know ), but it’s getting increasingly hard to keep it up with my fibro going out of control. I’m losing the use of my arms and brain to an alarming degree in addition to the increasing leg, back, shoulder and overall body pain and other issues that I’ve been experiencing, and it frightens me to think that I might never be able to find another job that 1) I can do properly and 2) someone will hire me for and 3) will pay at least a living wage. For two, at the moment, at least until Him Indoors finds a job as well. So, I’m desperately seeking funding to keep the project going, which is ALMOST as bad as filling out hundreds of job applications but not quite. One of them requires submissions to gather lots of votes, and the most voted-on move to the next stage, so expect to see a big Facebook plea when we get to that point. Extremities crossed for the duration that I can keep all this up indefinitely without collapsing, which feels terrifyingly likely.
