It's All So Quiet..

I am now entering the last week of August and if I was asked in an interview to, 'describe in three words the past two weeks', I would say: dull, boring and tedious. I have heard zilch from anyone, I have applied to so many jobs I can't remember half of them (which can cause an issue when a company rings me and asks, a) why I applied for the role? or b) what do I know about the company?!) This has not done a lot of good for my confidence or motivation, especially as the majority of my friends have now found employment.

To further add to my frustrations I had no money. This lead me to take the leap into a world that is usually occupied by people who you see on The Jeremy Kyle Show, that's right I signed on to claim my Job Seekers Allowance! I really did not want to have to do this and never in a million years did I think that I would be in the situation where I needed to. Nevertheless, beggars can't be choosers and all that so upon my first visit I told myself that any preconceived notions that I had would be forgotten. So, I walk in dressed smart/casual to be greeted at the reception desk by someone who didn't even speak but just looked me up and down like I was a piece of crap stuck to the bottom of his shoe (he obviously hadn't left his preconceived notions at the door) and gestured for me to take a seat. I take a seat and I am surrounded by, you guessed it, people wearing tracksuit bottoms, trainers, Burberry caps and pretty much look like they have spent last night getting high and/or drunk. To say I feel overdressed and out of place is an understatement. I have my first meeting and the women that I deal with is nice enough but does speak to me in a rather patronising way, that said it was pretty painless and I wouldn't have to go there again for another two weeks.

Having had my first experience of going into a Job Centre I start to think that if it wasn't for the City Banker's (feel free to change the 'B' in Banker's to a 'W') and their greed, I wouldn't be in this situation. Maybe leaving school at sixteen to become a Beauty Therapist was a good idea..