Jesus. So I went on friday, the bottom floor just stunk of sweat (to be fair it was a muggy day but still). Waited for about half an hour before I was called to a desk to confirm my details. Throughout this process I was patronised by someone clearly less intelligent than I am (she kept spelling 'business' as 'bissness' and I tried to correct her but she didn't believe me and got a dictionary out FFS!). Now this person will be on £20k at least and that makes me mad, it's such an unskilled job. The whole place was filled with the stereotypical government worker. This one had a retarded upright mouse, probably been moaning about RSIs. She could barely use a computer too, within a few seconds I knew what she had to do before she could remember the 'process' as she referred to it. It's not typing the job code into the search box and searching for it, it's the 'job code search process, now if I remember how to do that correctly'. Grrr.
I go through all of that and get given a ton of paperwork, I have a form that I need to document all my efforts of job searching with. Supposedly I have to do the following each week:
- Phone at least 2 employers (just phone up and ask to be employed right?)
- Search jobseekers.direct.gov.uk 5 times a week
- ask family and friends and people I have worked with before (I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to ask these people though)
- Look in local newspapers.
Now I have no real issue with most of that (as someone that does want to find work) I just find it hard to believe the long-term dole scum do this. The thought of having to go back every other week is horrible, there were people there meeting up though that genuinely seem to enjoy the outing. I heard one guy say to another 'Oh alright Ricky, haven't seen you for a while, thought you might of got a job' then they both started laughing :/