Fail!

Did forget to mention that test last Saturday! There's me thinking it would be a walk in the park (as I was allowed to take a calculator) and I have to admit that I struggled to get my head around the formula for calculating the required information....and I know I've ballsed it up. The English language section was easy, but was that enough to be called back for the final interview. Probably not actually. Another one down the pan then!

Saying that, it's no wonder that my claim for housing benefit made no sense at all. Twelve pages of gibberish and different calculations. Maybe I'm not the only one who struggles with the formulae??

Zero.

Well, now reaching desperation point. I have zero income still, my unemployment benefit was refused because my lovely ex-employers still haven't issued my P45 and my claim has therefore expired. They insist that it will be issued at the end of this month, but all that means to me is a fresh application and a further wait for the pittance that you are entitled to. Thanks. A bunch!

Still no news on the job front, though I have no applied for about 40 positions in just about every trade going......to no avail. I have an interview next week that DOES have potential, but we'll just have to wait and see how that pans out.

The bank have continued to ignore my pleas for some understanding of my position, so thanks to them also. When I do get back on my feet, there are some changes coming. Fact!

Testing times.

Still not much to report........I have a 'test' next Saturday morning for a position with the City Council, all I have to take is a pen and calculator apparently? I suppose that will dictate if you then get invited back for a formal interview. Can't be that difficult surely!

Other 'highlights':

• Oustanding applications now stand at about 30!
• Mothers foot is now in a proper cast and has an odd shoe that resembles Frankenstein.
• My previous employer has NOT cashed the cheque yet.....very odd?
• No word from the bank after my grovelling letter. Charming!

What an exciting life i lead......

Knock-backs and broken bones.

Nothing much to report on the work front. The number of applications increases daily and I've spoken to a few more agencies during the past week. One of which said that they wouldn't consider ANY of my applications until any tribunal issues are finally resolved, despite the fact that I still have exemplary references and a cracking work history. Cheers for that!

My poor Mother has broken a bone in her foot so I have spent the past two days helping out around her house. My Grandma also lives with her and although not in bad nick for nearly 99 years old, she also needs alot of looking after. My mum normally cares for her 24/7 so it's going to be a tough few weeks all round I fear.

Just as well I have a fair bit of 'free time' on my hands at the minute.

Is anybody out there?

That meeting was a waste of time! Something not quite right with that particular operation and I am leaving well alone!

Do you know, so far I have applied for 18 jobs and joined numerous agencies. Hardly a word back in response from them. Talk to the bank tomorrow and see how much longer they will keep supporting me before I really get into trouble.

Yes, no, err, maybe....?

Tomorrow I have my fourth interview/meeting for a new venture opening in my home city! I don't think it will be the last either. I know the person concerned with this operation and I have a few serious reservations about the whole thing, but we will see!!

I spent quite a long while on the phone this morning to the City Council regarding my claim for housing benefit. Absolutely incompetent! Apparently I have a savings account with a bank which in reality doesn't exist, and my call was concerning a letter from them (over 12 pages long) that tells me that I am, and then I'm not, entitled to benefit?? The kid on the phone didn't have a clue and kept asking me to complete a form that I sent in last week. Funnily enough, I've applied for a job in that department at the council! I couldn't do a worse job if I walked in there tomorrow and answered the first call that came in!

On a more positive note, I met a lovely lady at a recruitment agency today, and I am officially 'her bitch' with regard to finding me a position. My sort of girl!