Thursday, 8 April 2010

Could today be the worst day ever.... Just a trivial question everyone asks pretty much every day. But is today really the worst day ever. What I'm not going to do is try and make out that my story is the worse one out there. Let's be fair, there are millions out there in worst situations than myself. But then again, I don't know them.. Thy could be happy as a pig in shit for all I know. For all I care.. This is my story, and my settings, therefore I have to look at this as though I'm the only one that matters.. Maybe something that I have neglected to remember all too often in the past. Stop worrying about, and trying to help others and for now just look after numero uno....

So I made the most depressing journey today, the journey that I wish on no-one. The soul destroying, mind numbing, "you've hit rock bottom" journey to the job center. I had decided on the bus ride there, that I was going in with my head held high, with my dignity intact, and that there would be no hanging about outside trying to build up dutch courage. I was gonna walk in there like swim ware, and get the whole thing over an done with the minimal of fuss and the minimal of time. I didn't quite expect it to go so fast. If I had blinked I would have missed it.

I walked in the door and up to the help desk. So far so good. Dignity intact... I opened my mouth, and told the young lady why I was there. Like she didn't know already. I guess they don't get many people just walking in wanting to take a look at all the unemployed. Our great nations version of a wildlife safari.... Anyway, I told her why I was there. Expecting the cogs and gears of the job machine to kick start into life, full of anticipation, the girl looked up at me and said....

"ah, we can't help you here. You need to phone this number and register with them. And as it's a free phone number you can't call them from one of our phones" She gave me a leaflet with the phone number and sent me on my way.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for efficiency, but this was taking the piss. Did she not realise the amount of courage it took for me to walk in that hell hole. Did she not realise pain and anguish I was feeling inside. Obviously not. I wonder if they have any jobs going in the job center.... Seemed like a piece of piss to me...

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