Well it’s been another 'stellar' week of my life …. please note that sarcasm was intended there. It’s been a bad week and on top of last week I’ve felt even less sociable than I have previously. Not exactly the best way to feel when you’re trying to get excited about something more interesting. Aside from the fact I’m handling my Dad’s birthday (which would have been tomorrow) badly, work still doesn’t improve.
The boss went off on his jollies this week. As he seems to be the root of most of my issues you’d be forgiven for thinking that I might have a good week. Well actually no I didn’t. To be honest, it started before he even left. We had a recall come about on Tuesday. Nothing new there; we can do those standing on our heads metaphorically speaking. Of course, the boss being the way he is, will find any opportunity to not have to do any work. To explain this next comment you have to understand another rule of thumb about the department, which is that there must ALWAYS be one technologist in the department – even if the boss, who is, himself, a techy person with all the expertise the others have is in. This, I believe, is part and parcel of the fact he can’t be arsed to do anything or find out what’s going on in his department until it turns into a fire.
Anyway, I digress. The recall came in mid afternoon and we would in no way have managed to send it out to members by the time the postie was due to collect at 4.30. There’s a lot of information that needs to be pulled together before a recall can go out to be auctioned by members. So he said to me “There’s no-one (as in the technologists) in tomorrow is there?” I told him there wasn’t. Figured that was the end of it because he should have known the reason why at that time. I left it at that while we waited for the technologist (who we shall call Mildred) who happened to be in that day to come back in to the office from the assessment she was doing. I’m still unclear as to why exactly he doesn’t feel capable enough to do a recall when he’s the one who set up the procedure to do them, but believe it is just because he doesn’t want to do anything work wise until retirement.
A few minutes later he said to me “In future can you make sure that at least one technologist is in the office at all times?” I could not believe him! You have no idea how satisfying it was to be able to say to him “Well Gary was due to be in until the X primary came up”. He had nothing to say. That primary audit was arranged while I was on my holidays and was, therefore, naff all to do with me. Ah, the joy!! :) It’s just another example of him trying to knock my legs out from underneath me and make me feel more useless than I already do. Why, despite doing the job for all this time, does he still think I’m completely incapable? I am university educated and have been working in the department for 18 months now. I think I have a fair idea of how to do things.
Also, on the back of a comment last week about being 5 minutes late one day last week, and the subsequent lecture about taking a different route to him (and pointing out to him that the A15 is just as far from my house as Barton and it’s a longer journey and asking if he was going to give me a pay rise to cover my increased travel costs if I took that route – he remained strangely stoic on the latter) I have started keeping a record of my times – when I leave work, when I get to my desk, when I go to and return from lunch and what time I leave. Suffice it to say I have left no earlier than I did that day last week when I got in late and have still managed to get to my desk on time and have actually worked longer than my prerequisite hours. He has no concept of anything. He believes that because he can do it everyone else can. Forget the fact that people come from different places via different routes encountering different obstacles to their progress, and I am neither paid nor respected well enough to get to my desk 15 minutes before my designated start time as he does which was his comment a few weeks ago.
The other major annoyance and thing that sent my blood pressure soaring again took place over the space of two days. As I mentioned in my last blog, we do NPD testing on new products prior to launch. When the results come in they go to the originating technologist (i.e. the one who signed the paperwork telling the lab what to test the products for) at which point they will look at the results and let me know whether they are acceptable or not so I can pass copies of the certificates to the suppliers. Now the idea is they send an email to the buyer, supplier representative, marketing department (who create the label artwork) and me, however this doesn’t happen. The idea is that development is an urgent and important thing which needs to be moved on as soon as possible and part of that is providing copy certificates to suppliers as soon as possible. However I am not being told when results have been accepted (or not as the case may be) until a week or more after the certificates have come in when they finally land back on my desk by which point the results tend to be a moot point.
Again, it’s another way of making me look incompetent and redundant in this job. It’s doing my nut in to say the least. I also found it ironic that this particular Technologist (who we shall call George) can’t send me an email I NEED in order to do my job, but can send one to someone else that they don’t need!! I mean what the fuck?!?! I honest to GOD can’t wait until I can escape this badly run shithole.
Now I just need to find a few more jobs I can apply for. I know that sounds odd, but what it boils down to is that I’m finding the jobs …. but they all want to interview while I’m on my Dallas trip. I want to be motivated to apply for them but what’s the point if I can’t interview if I get the option. :( Hello rock, meet the hard place …. again. Tell me again why this shit can’t be easy?
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Saturday, 20 March 2010
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Escape
Why is it so difficult to escape from any given situation? I find myself in a place where I am miserable. It’s been this way for some time but with the current climate in this world it seems harder than ever to escape. It also seems like there are so many hoops to jump through now. I know it’s a sign of the times but it doesn’t help my anguish.
Let me explain. It’s no new news that I hate my current job. I’ve always felt that I am looked down on and don’t really ‘belong’. It feels sometimes like I’m viewed as an imposter; I had the misfortune of taking a maternity cover job in a seemingly close-knit department. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve felt that I’m not wanted there – that I don’t belong and that my predecessor was back in her place in the department. It makes it harder when you hear comments about how staff members “wish X was here”. It does a lot for your confidence, especially when you’re trying your best, when you haven’t been doing the job for several years, and you have a slightly different method of working than your predecessor.
Last week I got a proper taste of where I stand in this department. I work for Quality Assurance. We basically make sure that own label products are safe, and are responsible for vetting suppliers and making sure labelling is accurate and legal. Part of the procedure for new suppliers is the testing of new products at the lab before launches to make sure that the specification information, and therefore the labelling, is accurate. As a rule, the lab has a 10 day turnaround from receipt of samples of new products until completion of the testing and reporting the results. I have an additional rule of thumb whereby, when asked when results are due, and knowing how testing can sometimes run into problems and be late on completion, I NEVER give a definite date for when we expect to receive the results even if I have been given one. I may give a rough “should be done by”, and will tell members of the department that they should be on their way, but will NEVER say the results will be in on XYZ to people external to the department who don’t know how the lab and it’s testing operates.
Last week we ran into problems. I was asked by someone in another department when we were expecting a set of results for a new product. As usual I said they SHOULD be due on XYZ – as non-committal an answer as I could possibly give. It seems this third party took this date as given and embarked on the next part of the product process which sets things in motion for the final launch. The next thing I know, one of the technologists in the department is, for want of a better phrase, “going for me” and telling me to never give out definite dates if I don’t know. That would be all well and good if this person had actually ASKED me what I said and gave me a chance to explain; but no. She decided to take someone else’s word as gospel and laid into me without giving me the option to tell my side. Truth of it is this would never have happened to X. As a member of the department who has put all the processes in place, some of which I’m STILL getting to grips with 18 months down the line, she would never have been subjected to such an attack. She would have been given the chance to put her side across rather than just being accused of something she hadn’t done.
Suffice it to say it made me realise just how miserable I am in my current predicament. Usually something like this would annoy me and I would stew on it for a while, manage to keep my emotions in check until I got home, get a bit upset over it and then put it to the back of my mind – maybe bitch about it occasionally, but not this time. This time I actually broke down and cried. I don’t cry, especially not at work, but this time I couldn’t stop myself. I retreated to the toilets and cried – not a lot, but just enough to get a bit of it out of my system. A few minutes later I came out and one of the girls who works on the support side of things with me noticed I was still a little pissed and upset, but as per usual I tried to make out that I was fine but my eyes were still red and watery. Half an hour later the other woman who works support with me ordered me into the toilets to talk to her because the first one told her I was upset -- and I completely broke down and wept. I mean proper can’t-talk-properly-or-loudly-or-at-all-without-my-voice-cracking-and-sniffing-and-crying-a-bit-more-all-over-everyone.
I told her everything; about how I don’t fit in because I’m not X, how it pisses me off that members of the department are approaching X about things that she no longer has anything to do with and are part of my job, about how I feel like people are deliberately obstructive because they don’t tell me what I need to know to be able to do my job properly and therefore become a convenient scapegoat, about how I feel people look down at me because I’m “only support” and therefore easy to replace despite being as qualified as some of them albeit in a different field, how I don’t sleep properly most nights for wondering what is going to kick off next. All of it laid bare for the first time in 18 months. Some of the department know how miserable I am, but I think this was the first time they realised just how miserable I am. I was even told that it must be bad because I can usually laugh this kind of thing off. I was also advised to use this experience as a catalyst to find something new and that I had to get out because the situation was going to make me ill from the constant stress.
And this is the problem. I’m tired. I’m too tired to stay but I’m too tired to find something new. This job has completely wiped me. I want to escape it; I NEED to escape it for my health and sanity but I find myself in a position where the job has practically destroyed me. I don’t feel confident or able enough to do anything because my whole being seems to have been eroded by the constant need to watch for the hypothetical knives and keep my head above water. I’m always on edge wondering what is going to happen next. I’m fighting the urge to hand my resignation in on a daily basis despite not having anywhere else to go. I’m in the same position I was in at my first job before I was made redundant – to be honest that probably saved my life so I should probably thank HR for that. ;) Probably the only good thing to come out of that job, but that’s by-the-by.
I also miss when it was easy to apply for a job. I miss the simplicity of merit being taken on the basis of your CV and covering letter. It seems now, that 95% of job applications are in the form of forms. Now it’s all basic information and then 3 pages of “tell me why I should consider your application”, “why have you applied for this job” (because I need to for my mental health and to pay my bills is not a good answer it seems no matter how true it is) and “give me an example of when you did XYZ”. Forget the fact that my CV practically glows educationally, employment-wise it’s been all about admin. As snobby as that sounds, most jobs I think I could do require these damned supporting statements in 1000 words and this misguided belief in “buzz words” - words that anyone can fake that they know but which doesn’t mean they can do the job at hand. It seems the days are gone where enthusiasm and a willingness to learn was enough for an employer. Talk about streaming. It’s like being back at school; dividing the population up between those who already can, those who want to be able to, and those that just can’t demonstrate they can effectively. It makes the whole “Investor in People” scheme in this country a laughing stock because most places want the ones who already can and who can prove they can, not the ones who want to learn and have the potential to be great. It’s a sad state of affairs.
Maybe I’m breaking this down to its most pessimistic form, and maybe it’s more than a little to do with how low I feel right now, but at the moment I have 10 applications to complete, 7 or 8 of which need to be in next week and 2 that have to be done and submitted by Monday, and I can’t for the life of me pinpoint how to support my applications even though I KNOW they’re jobs I can do. I’m not a person who sells myself at all effectively. I don’t have the confidence at the best of times to stand up and shout “look at me I am actually very good”. I’ve always been humble and it’s not a habit I’m finding easy to break and it’s also not something I learnt to do in school / college because the only guidance I got at the time in terms of applying for job was how to write a basic CV. No-one has ever said to me “you can do this, this and this, and this is when you’ve done it”. I didn’t even get that help from the job centre when I wasn’t working. To be honest, I don’t think they even looked at my qualifications once and certainly didn’t push me to try for something different that I may have been qualified for. Yeah, I know people are probably saying “you have to take responsibility for yourself” but when you’re punching AT your weight and not getting anywhere the last thing you can stand is more disappointment when you’re trying to punch slightly above it and what you’re used to. The job centre’s interest spanned as far as just getting me off their books into the first job that came along so their figures didn’t look bad. I think that’s how I’ve wound up where I am. The job centre has a policy that if there is a job you can do you have to do it else you risk any help you may be entitled to usually. If I could have gotten out when my contract first ran out I would have, but as the job was there I would have got no financial help, and that’s not something I could afford.
So here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place in a situation where the country is going down the tubes and there is a lot more competition for the jobs that are out there, but conversely, if I don’t get out, I’m going to waste even more time being miserable and I simply can’t go on like that ….
Let me explain. It’s no new news that I hate my current job. I’ve always felt that I am looked down on and don’t really ‘belong’. It feels sometimes like I’m viewed as an imposter; I had the misfortune of taking a maternity cover job in a seemingly close-knit department. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve felt that I’m not wanted there – that I don’t belong and that my predecessor was back in her place in the department. It makes it harder when you hear comments about how staff members “wish X was here”. It does a lot for your confidence, especially when you’re trying your best, when you haven’t been doing the job for several years, and you have a slightly different method of working than your predecessor.
Last week I got a proper taste of where I stand in this department. I work for Quality Assurance. We basically make sure that own label products are safe, and are responsible for vetting suppliers and making sure labelling is accurate and legal. Part of the procedure for new suppliers is the testing of new products at the lab before launches to make sure that the specification information, and therefore the labelling, is accurate. As a rule, the lab has a 10 day turnaround from receipt of samples of new products until completion of the testing and reporting the results. I have an additional rule of thumb whereby, when asked when results are due, and knowing how testing can sometimes run into problems and be late on completion, I NEVER give a definite date for when we expect to receive the results even if I have been given one. I may give a rough “should be done by”, and will tell members of the department that they should be on their way, but will NEVER say the results will be in on XYZ to people external to the department who don’t know how the lab and it’s testing operates.
Last week we ran into problems. I was asked by someone in another department when we were expecting a set of results for a new product. As usual I said they SHOULD be due on XYZ – as non-committal an answer as I could possibly give. It seems this third party took this date as given and embarked on the next part of the product process which sets things in motion for the final launch. The next thing I know, one of the technologists in the department is, for want of a better phrase, “going for me” and telling me to never give out definite dates if I don’t know. That would be all well and good if this person had actually ASKED me what I said and gave me a chance to explain; but no. She decided to take someone else’s word as gospel and laid into me without giving me the option to tell my side. Truth of it is this would never have happened to X. As a member of the department who has put all the processes in place, some of which I’m STILL getting to grips with 18 months down the line, she would never have been subjected to such an attack. She would have been given the chance to put her side across rather than just being accused of something she hadn’t done.
Suffice it to say it made me realise just how miserable I am in my current predicament. Usually something like this would annoy me and I would stew on it for a while, manage to keep my emotions in check until I got home, get a bit upset over it and then put it to the back of my mind – maybe bitch about it occasionally, but not this time. This time I actually broke down and cried. I don’t cry, especially not at work, but this time I couldn’t stop myself. I retreated to the toilets and cried – not a lot, but just enough to get a bit of it out of my system. A few minutes later I came out and one of the girls who works on the support side of things with me noticed I was still a little pissed and upset, but as per usual I tried to make out that I was fine but my eyes were still red and watery. Half an hour later the other woman who works support with me ordered me into the toilets to talk to her because the first one told her I was upset -- and I completely broke down and wept. I mean proper can’t-talk-properly-or-loudly-or-at-all-without-my-voice-cracking-and-sniffing-and-crying-a-bit-more-all-over-everyone.
I told her everything; about how I don’t fit in because I’m not X, how it pisses me off that members of the department are approaching X about things that she no longer has anything to do with and are part of my job, about how I feel like people are deliberately obstructive because they don’t tell me what I need to know to be able to do my job properly and therefore become a convenient scapegoat, about how I feel people look down at me because I’m “only support” and therefore easy to replace despite being as qualified as some of them albeit in a different field, how I don’t sleep properly most nights for wondering what is going to kick off next. All of it laid bare for the first time in 18 months. Some of the department know how miserable I am, but I think this was the first time they realised just how miserable I am. I was even told that it must be bad because I can usually laugh this kind of thing off. I was also advised to use this experience as a catalyst to find something new and that I had to get out because the situation was going to make me ill from the constant stress.
And this is the problem. I’m tired. I’m too tired to stay but I’m too tired to find something new. This job has completely wiped me. I want to escape it; I NEED to escape it for my health and sanity but I find myself in a position where the job has practically destroyed me. I don’t feel confident or able enough to do anything because my whole being seems to have been eroded by the constant need to watch for the hypothetical knives and keep my head above water. I’m always on edge wondering what is going to happen next. I’m fighting the urge to hand my resignation in on a daily basis despite not having anywhere else to go. I’m in the same position I was in at my first job before I was made redundant – to be honest that probably saved my life so I should probably thank HR for that. ;) Probably the only good thing to come out of that job, but that’s by-the-by.
I also miss when it was easy to apply for a job. I miss the simplicity of merit being taken on the basis of your CV and covering letter. It seems now, that 95% of job applications are in the form of forms. Now it’s all basic information and then 3 pages of “tell me why I should consider your application”, “why have you applied for this job” (because I need to for my mental health and to pay my bills is not a good answer it seems no matter how true it is) and “give me an example of when you did XYZ”. Forget the fact that my CV practically glows educationally, employment-wise it’s been all about admin. As snobby as that sounds, most jobs I think I could do require these damned supporting statements in 1000 words and this misguided belief in “buzz words” - words that anyone can fake that they know but which doesn’t mean they can do the job at hand. It seems the days are gone where enthusiasm and a willingness to learn was enough for an employer. Talk about streaming. It’s like being back at school; dividing the population up between those who already can, those who want to be able to, and those that just can’t demonstrate they can effectively. It makes the whole “Investor in People” scheme in this country a laughing stock because most places want the ones who already can and who can prove they can, not the ones who want to learn and have the potential to be great. It’s a sad state of affairs.
Maybe I’m breaking this down to its most pessimistic form, and maybe it’s more than a little to do with how low I feel right now, but at the moment I have 10 applications to complete, 7 or 8 of which need to be in next week and 2 that have to be done and submitted by Monday, and I can’t for the life of me pinpoint how to support my applications even though I KNOW they’re jobs I can do. I’m not a person who sells myself at all effectively. I don’t have the confidence at the best of times to stand up and shout “look at me I am actually very good”. I’ve always been humble and it’s not a habit I’m finding easy to break and it’s also not something I learnt to do in school / college because the only guidance I got at the time in terms of applying for job was how to write a basic CV. No-one has ever said to me “you can do this, this and this, and this is when you’ve done it”. I didn’t even get that help from the job centre when I wasn’t working. To be honest, I don’t think they even looked at my qualifications once and certainly didn’t push me to try for something different that I may have been qualified for. Yeah, I know people are probably saying “you have to take responsibility for yourself” but when you’re punching AT your weight and not getting anywhere the last thing you can stand is more disappointment when you’re trying to punch slightly above it and what you’re used to. The job centre’s interest spanned as far as just getting me off their books into the first job that came along so their figures didn’t look bad. I think that’s how I’ve wound up where I am. The job centre has a policy that if there is a job you can do you have to do it else you risk any help you may be entitled to usually. If I could have gotten out when my contract first ran out I would have, but as the job was there I would have got no financial help, and that’s not something I could afford.
So here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place in a situation where the country is going down the tubes and there is a lot more competition for the jobs that are out there, but conversely, if I don’t get out, I’m going to waste even more time being miserable and I simply can’t go on like that ….
Thursday, 12 November 2009
The Grind
Well I'm stuck at work with plenty to do and a half empty department and I'm bored stupid. I SO don't want to be here right now. Think I'm getting the pre-Christmas blues. Figured out that it's 44 days until Christmas day .... 49 until I get to mark the anniversary of the day my life started falling apart …. that's depressing. Glad all my Christmas shopping is done. I've also realised I’ve spent a year in a job that depresses and annoys me in equal measure and trying to find ways to escape. That's not healthy. I have an overwhelming urge to blog. I need to get some shit out of my system I think.
It's been nice that the boss hasn't been here the last couple of weeks. It's meant we can actually have a conversation for a change without feeling stares at your back or getting sarcastic comments about the Women’s Institute. Have I mentioned my boss exasperates me?? No?? Well I meant to .... he seems to be coasting until retirement. He doesn't want to rock the boat so he won't have to actually do anything .... like addressing the issues in the department no matter how often they’re brought to his attention. It’s so dysfunctional it isn’t even funny. There’s the expectation that, when he retires in a few years, the QA department will cease to exist. I’m actually hoping for that day to come if I can’t get out.
He's back on Wednesday. I was hoping I wouldn't be here, that I would have motivated myself to apply for a new job while I was on leave a couple of weeks back, been offered it, handed my notice to HR and then only had to deal with him for about a week and a half .... not a chance though. Just not had the energy .... I need to do something though. I know. I need to stop talking about it and Nike it but I'm too chicken!! Lol!! At least I KNOW I’m chicken.
I think I've convinced myself to apply for it but I'm finding it hard to send the application. It's funny because a couple of years ago I was doing everything in my power to escape .... applying for anything and everything. I think my confidence took a real knock at my old job. I couldn't do right for doing wrong there and when I was made redundant I was a mess because I was just getting myself sorted out. That was the second time the rug was pulled out from under me. I sometimes feel the same way about this job - that I can't do right for doing wrong, and that I should have "No fucker told me!!" tattooed on my forehead!! Thing is it seems to be affecting every other part of my life lately …. either that or I’m bi-polar (sorry tri-polar. ;)). It’s also ironic that I’ve been listening a lot to the new Bon Jovi album – yes, I finally listened to it and have had it on repeat for near enough a fortnight. Every word of that album is telling me that I need to start doing for myself, that I’ve earned the right to do so and I need to grab life by the balls and go for it, but even that hasn’t quite spurred me on yet.
After my positivity about Wii-ing the other day I’m struggling to find the motivation to actually do it. After a full day working somewhere that seems to suck the life out of you and destroy your soul, the last thing I want to do is come home and work out. I just want to unwind after 8 hours of being shit on from a great height.
The entire situation I find myself in at the moment isn’t helped by the fact that my mother has an incredible ability to shit on everything I decide from a great height so I then back way very quickly and doubt myself. Rather than just being supportive and saying “go for it, if it doesn’t work out at least you can come home knowing you gave it a shot” she becomes realistic and it just makes me second guess myself and my decision. Drives me nuts!! I don’t know if part of it is because I am her only child and she’s trying to protect me, or to not lose me, but I’m treading water and I’m tired. I’m not quite ready to resign myself to the life plan that seems to be set out before me at the moment. I think my first act of ‘rebellion’ has been to go against everything I was brought up to believe in a financial sense and ‘waste’ my money on a holiday (or several). I don’t think she’s exactly happy about it, but I definitely wasn’t about to let her shit on that too. I will get to see new places, meet new people, and go and see the band I’ve loved for 15 years on their own turf. That can only be a good thing. My life has been on hold for so long. Surely I’m allowed a break??
In other news, my 3 day old pair of uniform trousers split down the seam at some point. Not as embarrassing as you might imagine but I noticed a thigh height breeze as I was walking across the car park after work last night and the stitching had gone. Looked like it had run out of cotton tbh but it hardly says good quality. It's about an inch long .... doesn't bode well but I'm going to employ mummy dearest to fix it. I should probably complain to work but the way it is in that place it won't do any good. No-one gives a damn .... they couldn't be arsed to help with a solution when my blouses were itchy as hell so I doubt anyone'll give a damn now ....
Anyway, back to the grind and my last few days of boss-less freedom .... if anyone sees the Jovi Jet, send it my way. I would like to be rescued thank you very much …. *sigh*
It's been nice that the boss hasn't been here the last couple of weeks. It's meant we can actually have a conversation for a change without feeling stares at your back or getting sarcastic comments about the Women’s Institute. Have I mentioned my boss exasperates me?? No?? Well I meant to .... he seems to be coasting until retirement. He doesn't want to rock the boat so he won't have to actually do anything .... like addressing the issues in the department no matter how often they’re brought to his attention. It’s so dysfunctional it isn’t even funny. There’s the expectation that, when he retires in a few years, the QA department will cease to exist. I’m actually hoping for that day to come if I can’t get out.
He's back on Wednesday. I was hoping I wouldn't be here, that I would have motivated myself to apply for a new job while I was on leave a couple of weeks back, been offered it, handed my notice to HR and then only had to deal with him for about a week and a half .... not a chance though. Just not had the energy .... I need to do something though. I know. I need to stop talking about it and Nike it but I'm too chicken!! Lol!! At least I KNOW I’m chicken.
I think I've convinced myself to apply for it but I'm finding it hard to send the application. It's funny because a couple of years ago I was doing everything in my power to escape .... applying for anything and everything. I think my confidence took a real knock at my old job. I couldn't do right for doing wrong there and when I was made redundant I was a mess because I was just getting myself sorted out. That was the second time the rug was pulled out from under me. I sometimes feel the same way about this job - that I can't do right for doing wrong, and that I should have "No fucker told me!!" tattooed on my forehead!! Thing is it seems to be affecting every other part of my life lately …. either that or I’m bi-polar (sorry tri-polar. ;)). It’s also ironic that I’ve been listening a lot to the new Bon Jovi album – yes, I finally listened to it and have had it on repeat for near enough a fortnight. Every word of that album is telling me that I need to start doing for myself, that I’ve earned the right to do so and I need to grab life by the balls and go for it, but even that hasn’t quite spurred me on yet.
After my positivity about Wii-ing the other day I’m struggling to find the motivation to actually do it. After a full day working somewhere that seems to suck the life out of you and destroy your soul, the last thing I want to do is come home and work out. I just want to unwind after 8 hours of being shit on from a great height.
The entire situation I find myself in at the moment isn’t helped by the fact that my mother has an incredible ability to shit on everything I decide from a great height so I then back way very quickly and doubt myself. Rather than just being supportive and saying “go for it, if it doesn’t work out at least you can come home knowing you gave it a shot” she becomes realistic and it just makes me second guess myself and my decision. Drives me nuts!! I don’t know if part of it is because I am her only child and she’s trying to protect me, or to not lose me, but I’m treading water and I’m tired. I’m not quite ready to resign myself to the life plan that seems to be set out before me at the moment. I think my first act of ‘rebellion’ has been to go against everything I was brought up to believe in a financial sense and ‘waste’ my money on a holiday (or several). I don’t think she’s exactly happy about it, but I definitely wasn’t about to let her shit on that too. I will get to see new places, meet new people, and go and see the band I’ve loved for 15 years on their own turf. That can only be a good thing. My life has been on hold for so long. Surely I’m allowed a break??
In other news, my 3 day old pair of uniform trousers split down the seam at some point. Not as embarrassing as you might imagine but I noticed a thigh height breeze as I was walking across the car park after work last night and the stitching had gone. Looked like it had run out of cotton tbh but it hardly says good quality. It's about an inch long .... doesn't bode well but I'm going to employ mummy dearest to fix it. I should probably complain to work but the way it is in that place it won't do any good. No-one gives a damn .... they couldn't be arsed to help with a solution when my blouses were itchy as hell so I doubt anyone'll give a damn now ....
Anyway, back to the grind and my last few days of boss-less freedom .... if anyone sees the Jovi Jet, send it my way. I would like to be rescued thank you very much …. *sigh*
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
Updates
Think it's update time again. It's probably going to be all obver the place but meh.
So what's been going on since my last blog ……. Not much really. My last contract ended on 6 June. I actually interviewed for the job to be permanent but I didn't get it …… obviously!!! Lol!! I got a lot of positive feedback from my manager, who gave me some advice and a confidence boost -- she's also given me a copy of the questions and my answers so I'm more prepared for my next interview -- the perks of having a parent on a personal level with the boss. ;) But for the moment I'm unemployed again, which means all the interviewing and bi-weekly trips to the job centre. She was actually really upset she couldn't give me the job. It wasn't anything major really, the person I was up against had more experience …… and apparently I need to formulate a five year plan even if I'm lying. Apparently saying you "like to go with the flow and see what happens" isn't good enough. Neither is "become a lady of leisure" – I didn't actually say that one – she beat me to that one -- but it would be nice. ;). Boohissboo.
I've been using my time 'constructively' obviously. As well as job hunting – of which there are few around, actually I've only found one job that I fancy or could possibly do and I've emailed them for an application form …… not that it's turned up yet!!! – I've been contemplating again. After my interview I got a lot of good advice from the interviewer, so I'm thinking again. I've also been spending way too much time on the 'net, and taking photos. I got some blinders on Monday night after my class. They're posted up on my 'Bucket under "The Humber Bridge and the River". There are also new photos of the birds at Blacktoft Sands, Boycie and Jasmine (whose shots are under "Pets" and "Boycie" and "Pets" and "Jasmine" respectively ;)), there's some more 'Scapes, the church at Barrow (which is appropriately under "Barrow"), the garden area outside the New Theatre in Hull (under "Hull"), and some Wildlife and Plantlife. Go have a look!!! Enjoy!!! I'm especially proud of the Humber Bridge ones. :D There will, no doubt, be some Jovi in the next week or so but I'll chuck out a bulletin when those come out. Kerry can blog it. ;)
I've been reading The DaVinci Code for the past couple of weeks. I had a good run at it every night before bed. Unfortunately Sunday night I got so into it, before I knew it, it was 2am!!! Lol!! Finally finished it this morning -- took me long enough, I've tried to get into it about 3 times previously -- and it's a very good book. It's a fantastic mystery and it's really 'twisty'. It jumps around a bit but that's because there's about 3 or 4 different viewpoints for the story ..... but it is excellent. I think I'm going to start Angel and Demons next. Should really have read that one first it seems but since when have I done things the way they should be done!! ;)
I'm starting to get wound up for Bon Jovi. I've been relatively calm until now, but come Saturday I shall be bouncing off the walls and Kerry will be hiding under the bed in a hotel room in Manchester wondering what the hell she got herself into. I did spring for the Coventry ticket too so I'm going back on the Tuesday. I believe my eventual reasoning, having been umm-ing and aaah-ing about it for, erm, a morning, was ........ "well fuck it why not" so I'm going again ...... yay!!! Next stop?? A Nickelback ticket ...... or another Jovi one. ;) As it stands at the moment, I think I'm on merch duty seeing as I have a seat rather than a square of turf so being punctual won't be as much of an issue. :) I got Block 18, Row C which is Richie's side of the stage. In fact it looks like it will be the first block of seats which will hopefully mean an excellent view of the action. :) I've also booked a hotel room in Coventry I can probably ill afford in all honesty but it is Bon Jovi so it's special. We don't see them in this part of the world very often so it's important to make it special. ;)
Courses – well I had to chuck in my AAT. I couldn't find an employer who could give me the afternoon release for the classes and it was a bit out of sight out of mind and I wasn't getting the support or information from the Tutor. I wasn't even finding out from him when the exams were and was getting further behind in class (the last exam was a stark indicator of that when it was all Greek – no offence 'Rini -- to me and I'm sure I failed it magnificently!!!) so, regardless of the fact I was wondering if Accounts was what I wanted to do, I decided to throw it in. I was getting up tight and doing myself no favours. Of course it means I wasted £100 in registration and such that I could have used on more interesting things. Sage is still going – kind of. I haven't had the inclination to attend much lately as I'm bored stupid with it. The teacher is shit and doing nothing but past exam papers is driving me nuts, but I'm still sticking at it …… kind of. I failed the manual unit but I'll be damned if I can find out how or why – everything balanced and I spent 20 minutes finding 10p to MAKE it balance, but I still failed. As I said the teacher is shit. When I first found out I failed (about 4 weeks ago) I asked if she could find out how I failed because she even admitted she was surprised that myself and 2 others failed the manual when people she expected to fail because they struggled so much passed (and breathe). Last week she sent me a pissy email asking what my intentions with regard to the class were and sprung the fact that the resit would be tomorrow (19 June) and they would charge me £19.10 for the privilege (although that last bit I only found out on Monday), and I asked her if she had found out how I failed it. She said she couldn't and that OCR (the examining body) wouldn't give her that information, although I was more suspicious that she just didn't so I emailed OCR myself to see if I could find something out. Got the email back from them this morning saying the centre has to fill a form in to find out so I'm guessing "didn't" is probably more like it. Like I said – useless.
I went to the Job Centre last week to get my shit sorted out for my claim. Should I be worried that they now know me on sight 'cos I've been back the so often in fits and starts ...... on the plus-side at least they know I DO want to work so they go a bit easy on me. ;) I also think they kind of like me going because I'm an easy one to sort out.
Had a letter from the DWP this morning saying my latest claim has been authorized (how kind!!!) and saying that I won't get JSA after 24 October because my contributions will have run out. Not entirely clear as to whether that means during this period of unemployment or for good. Not entirely fair as it's not my fault I became redundant or that the only jobs I've been able to find/get have been temporary, and until my redundancy I was working constantly – I was at the same pissing company – the place that shall not be named. ;) Seems 5 years of contributions don't get you very far and I really don't want to dig into my savings -- that's a deposit for a house if and when I decide to hop on the property ladder.
I know its 20 weeks away and I don't expect to still be unemployed then, but it's got me freaking out a bit. Tried to do some research this morning but there's no information. It's the government they talk round in circles and don't tell you anything new. I'm due at the Job Centre on Friday so I may ask then. I get the feeling it may be something to do with not having my P45's when I go in ...... I have to notify the Job Centre I'm out of work as soon as possible so I don't lose out, and I've always had to wait on the employers for the documentation and government departments are renowned for not sharing information so I guess to all intents and purposes it looks like I haven't been working when I have!! Suppose I ought to phone the Inland Revenue and see if they've had my P45's that went missing back in December or whether they've finally turned up. Suppose at some point I'll need to get a form from them anyway to fill in the gaps because Charterhouse was crap. Meantime I'm going to sign up with a few more agencies (oh Joy!!!) and see what turns up.
Rant over. I expect to be rescued on Sunday so this'll all be by the by on Monday. ;) :P Lol!!
So what's been going on since my last blog ……. Not much really. My last contract ended on 6 June. I actually interviewed for the job to be permanent but I didn't get it …… obviously!!! Lol!! I got a lot of positive feedback from my manager, who gave me some advice and a confidence boost -- she's also given me a copy of the questions and my answers so I'm more prepared for my next interview -- the perks of having a parent on a personal level with the boss. ;) But for the moment I'm unemployed again, which means all the interviewing and bi-weekly trips to the job centre. She was actually really upset she couldn't give me the job. It wasn't anything major really, the person I was up against had more experience …… and apparently I need to formulate a five year plan even if I'm lying. Apparently saying you "like to go with the flow and see what happens" isn't good enough. Neither is "become a lady of leisure" – I didn't actually say that one – she beat me to that one -- but it would be nice. ;). Boohissboo.
I've been using my time 'constructively' obviously. As well as job hunting – of which there are few around, actually I've only found one job that I fancy or could possibly do and I've emailed them for an application form …… not that it's turned up yet!!! – I've been contemplating again. After my interview I got a lot of good advice from the interviewer, so I'm thinking again. I've also been spending way too much time on the 'net, and taking photos. I got some blinders on Monday night after my class. They're posted up on my 'Bucket under "The Humber Bridge and the River". There are also new photos of the birds at Blacktoft Sands, Boycie and Jasmine (whose shots are under "Pets" and "Boycie" and "Pets" and "Jasmine" respectively ;)), there's some more 'Scapes, the church at Barrow (which is appropriately under "Barrow"), the garden area outside the New Theatre in Hull (under "Hull"), and some Wildlife and Plantlife. Go have a look!!! Enjoy!!! I'm especially proud of the Humber Bridge ones. :D There will, no doubt, be some Jovi in the next week or so but I'll chuck out a bulletin when those come out. Kerry can blog it. ;)
I've been reading The DaVinci Code for the past couple of weeks. I had a good run at it every night before bed. Unfortunately Sunday night I got so into it, before I knew it, it was 2am!!! Lol!! Finally finished it this morning -- took me long enough, I've tried to get into it about 3 times previously -- and it's a very good book. It's a fantastic mystery and it's really 'twisty'. It jumps around a bit but that's because there's about 3 or 4 different viewpoints for the story ..... but it is excellent. I think I'm going to start Angel and Demons next. Should really have read that one first it seems but since when have I done things the way they should be done!! ;)
I'm starting to get wound up for Bon Jovi. I've been relatively calm until now, but come Saturday I shall be bouncing off the walls and Kerry will be hiding under the bed in a hotel room in Manchester wondering what the hell she got herself into. I did spring for the Coventry ticket too so I'm going back on the Tuesday. I believe my eventual reasoning, having been umm-ing and aaah-ing about it for, erm, a morning, was ........ "well fuck it why not" so I'm going again ...... yay!!! Next stop?? A Nickelback ticket ...... or another Jovi one. ;) As it stands at the moment, I think I'm on merch duty seeing as I have a seat rather than a square of turf so being punctual won't be as much of an issue. :) I got Block 18, Row C which is Richie's side of the stage. In fact it looks like it will be the first block of seats which will hopefully mean an excellent view of the action. :) I've also booked a hotel room in Coventry I can probably ill afford in all honesty but it is Bon Jovi so it's special. We don't see them in this part of the world very often so it's important to make it special. ;)
Courses – well I had to chuck in my AAT. I couldn't find an employer who could give me the afternoon release for the classes and it was a bit out of sight out of mind and I wasn't getting the support or information from the Tutor. I wasn't even finding out from him when the exams were and was getting further behind in class (the last exam was a stark indicator of that when it was all Greek – no offence 'Rini -- to me and I'm sure I failed it magnificently!!!) so, regardless of the fact I was wondering if Accounts was what I wanted to do, I decided to throw it in. I was getting up tight and doing myself no favours. Of course it means I wasted £100 in registration and such that I could have used on more interesting things. Sage is still going – kind of. I haven't had the inclination to attend much lately as I'm bored stupid with it. The teacher is shit and doing nothing but past exam papers is driving me nuts, but I'm still sticking at it …… kind of. I failed the manual unit but I'll be damned if I can find out how or why – everything balanced and I spent 20 minutes finding 10p to MAKE it balance, but I still failed. As I said the teacher is shit. When I first found out I failed (about 4 weeks ago) I asked if she could find out how I failed because she even admitted she was surprised that myself and 2 others failed the manual when people she expected to fail because they struggled so much passed (and breathe). Last week she sent me a pissy email asking what my intentions with regard to the class were and sprung the fact that the resit would be tomorrow (19 June) and they would charge me £19.10 for the privilege (although that last bit I only found out on Monday), and I asked her if she had found out how I failed it. She said she couldn't and that OCR (the examining body) wouldn't give her that information, although I was more suspicious that she just didn't so I emailed OCR myself to see if I could find something out. Got the email back from them this morning saying the centre has to fill a form in to find out so I'm guessing "didn't" is probably more like it. Like I said – useless.
I went to the Job Centre last week to get my shit sorted out for my claim. Should I be worried that they now know me on sight 'cos I've been back the so often in fits and starts ...... on the plus-side at least they know I DO want to work so they go a bit easy on me. ;) I also think they kind of like me going because I'm an easy one to sort out.
Had a letter from the DWP this morning saying my latest claim has been authorized (how kind!!!) and saying that I won't get JSA after 24 October because my contributions will have run out. Not entirely clear as to whether that means during this period of unemployment or for good. Not entirely fair as it's not my fault I became redundant or that the only jobs I've been able to find/get have been temporary, and until my redundancy I was working constantly – I was at the same pissing company – the place that shall not be named. ;) Seems 5 years of contributions don't get you very far and I really don't want to dig into my savings -- that's a deposit for a house if and when I decide to hop on the property ladder.
I know its 20 weeks away and I don't expect to still be unemployed then, but it's got me freaking out a bit. Tried to do some research this morning but there's no information. It's the government they talk round in circles and don't tell you anything new. I'm due at the Job Centre on Friday so I may ask then. I get the feeling it may be something to do with not having my P45's when I go in ...... I have to notify the Job Centre I'm out of work as soon as possible so I don't lose out, and I've always had to wait on the employers for the documentation and government departments are renowned for not sharing information so I guess to all intents and purposes it looks like I haven't been working when I have!! Suppose I ought to phone the Inland Revenue and see if they've had my P45's that went missing back in December or whether they've finally turned up. Suppose at some point I'll need to get a form from them anyway to fill in the gaps because Charterhouse was crap. Meantime I'm going to sign up with a few more agencies (oh Joy!!!) and see what turns up.
Rant over. I expect to be rescued on Sunday so this'll all be by the by on Monday. ;) :P Lol!!
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