Application forms specifically the website I have âsigned upâ for which now doesnât recognise any of my details although I am putting them in correctly. Then it got stuck on the education page and wouldnât go back or forward. They are all very different on each site too. Why canât there be a standard application for local government and one place you could upload education, work and qualifications and then just add the supporting statement and then it can be sent to the agency recruting. ffs.
Do you think that the universe might be sending you a message?
Yep never work for local government.
Does local government work?
Well a good question and I think a yes. But elements of it probably donât. I have worked since 1997 for a local authority. Iâve worked quite hard. Iâve done so very difficult stuff as a social worker and had years of listening to referrals about children.
The light over my desk at work is flickering and giving me a headache. The guys who change the lights are two floors down. Can I phone them or pop down and ask them? no - they need a work order. How do I get a work order? I have to call the operator - in the Philippines - to connect me with another company in London who manage the (outsourced) building facilities department. Both times I have to give full email, , phone number, postal addressâŚ
Did you provide instructions in his language? May help. You know itâs not that easy at times to take it all in, in another language.
Funnily enough, I didnât. If you canât read English, you shouldnât be in computing. The vast majority of the resources are written in the language, and nearly all programming languages are based on English words. He had also been living in the US for 15 years, so youâd have thought heâd have had the practice.
what a bunch of bull my brother is a computer like pap and he only knows two words, zero and one. He just sits all day in front of a laptop which has only got two buttons on it, and he presses 0, then 1, then 0, then maybe a cpl of 1âs all day long. Itâs not fkn brain surgery.
Having a ton of beers and no food last night. Result: walking into the ladies toilets in the pub. Outcome: one occupant said ânormally I would shout get out, but in your case you can stay.â
Just about to get in the car in a pub car park when an old fart in a 2CV van reverses towards youâŚand keeps coming. I shout at him to stop to no effect. He hits the rear high-impact bumper enough to make fine stress cracks in the metallic paintwork. I run round the front of his van while he takes off his headphones and gets out.
âSorry I didnât see you.â
YES AND WEARING YOUR FUCKINâ HEADPHONES YOU DIDNâT HEAR ME EITHER YOU FUCKIN OLD FOOL!!!
We walk back to view the damageâŚstress cracks where the bumper has flexed and sprung back. Putting the car up for sale in two weeksâŚwould you fuckinâ believe it.
âIâll give you my telephone numberâ he says as his van starts to run forward having omitted to apply the handbrake. Obviously brakes not one of his strong points.
This kind of insidious shit you get fed as a woman.
Yeah you! your eye lashes, the ones you were born with arenât good enough. You are so ugly without long lashes.
Then half your female friends get them. Half my colleagues spend way too much time on faddy diets, talking about mascara and makeup. One of the mumâs I work with cannot leave the house due to such poor self esteem without make up. And donât get me on to spray tanning and tanning machines. Good money wasted on being orange.
When worked in an office, I used to get really annoyed by work colleagues that would send you an email, then either spin round in their chair and say âjust sent you an emailâ then explain the contents! Or they then walk from another department and come to your desk and say âdid you get that email I sent youâ? Then say âthere is no real hurryâ.
Really one or the other would be fine, but do not waste my time with talking to me and sending an email!
