Unemployment. It's a depressing thing to think about. Nobody wants you, work wise at least, and as those of you that are out there know, it can be a lonely, depressing episode. Writing about it can be tough, evaluating what you have and haven't done, and speculating why you are still out of work is, at times, a soul destroying business.
Hence the lack of updates so far over the last month. Apart from the bleak inward looking periods of recent times, i've also been busy with something else other than navel gazing and claiming dole.
Yes, i've been on some actual interviews: they were, to be honest, to my mind at least, were sucessful-i like to think that i gave it my very best on each interview, but i didn't get the girl, or the job in the end. One was for a warehouse job at a upmarket clothing catalougue in the UK's smallest county, and despite a grand tour of one of the most impressive buildings i've ever seen (their HQ) i just didn't get the job.
One other job had a "Britains got Talent" style contest. In the past, i was a Car Valeter. I'm not proud of a lot of things i've done in my life but i was a bloody good Car Valeter, so, locally a valeting job turned up-i've been on quite a few valeting interviews before, even trained chaps like me are ten a penny-that's why, if you look carefully in your Yellow Pages, there's so many one man Car Valeting bands, and to be honest, at the minuite, self-employment does not grab me.
So, the interview: Goes well, guy turns round and asks if i can clean a car, to show how i work, tomorrow, no can do says i, as i have another interview tomorrow and i don't want to be late for it (Car valeting is not a five minuite bucket and shammy leather job!) i explain this politely, and can we arrange another time?, ok says he, come back tomorrow and lets talk, so the next day, after the interview, i go down to the garage, try and arrange something with the secretary who informs me that they have potential valeters doing "trial" cars all week and the boss will get back to me if they have a suitable time date, and i'm still awaiting that call, nearly two weeks later.
Now, there's people out there of a Daily Mail bent who will say that i should have rung him back about fifty times to get a response and that nice Mr. Tebbit was right about getting on your bike and looking for work, eee i don't know, it's not like my Geoffery, 30 years in the civil service, there's work out there for those who want it etc, etc...but if he's got a person in each day to do cars, (the garage boss told me he was waiting until september to find the right person), then surely he's getting a lot of cars cleaned for free.
In retrospect, maybe i should have got off my arse and rung him fifty times, but c'est la vie i guess. We can only learn from our mistakes.
It's my last week of letternumberletter this week too. Those who have been on one of these courses will know very deeply how relieved i am to be finishing this. Nuff' said.
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