Nothing has changed. I was down for my last chat with the Job Centre for a month last week. The nice person at the desk did another job search for me. This time I needed to speak Dutch. Who knows maybe next time there'll be an IT job in Northern Ireland with a requirement to speak English?
In another development. I had some subtle hints I should be less accurate on my CV. Not in the "before I walked on the Moon, I discovered penicillin while climbing Everest" sense but rather to give it a "I can barely read or write" feel. In other words, strip anything out that might intimidate or dissuade the bottom feeders who advertise in the Job Centre from offering me a £9000 a year job. It seems that's the way it works in Northern Ireland at the moment. Don't strive to be better, pretend to be worse.
I'm sure you can imagine my response.
But I did get a unsolicited email from an agency I'd applied to months and months ago. My cheeriness evaporated when I saw the job spec was in German.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Don't strive to be better, pretend to be worse"
ReplyDeleteQuite. After a year of living the dream (or careering from one half baked opportunity to the next), looking a proper job myself now too. And thought this blog had died a death. re-subscribed.