A Horseradish
Thursday 8th August 2013 10:01am [Edited]
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Quote: Lee Dilley @ August 7 2013, 3:51 PM BST
Yes of course even in the pilot we see a 40 something male being made redundant, each episode will show people from all ages and backgrounds and how they are struggling to find work as well as following the 3 main characters through life, love and job interviews.
I had around 15 interviews over the span of 2 months when I was unemployed to which many of them were just scam jobs, others were either low or commission based wage.
The Jobseekers I met while waiting for interviews were intelligent, funny and willing to work , we used to share stories of scam jobs and ridiculous characters we had to engage with to find even a low paid unskilled Job.
I want to really reflect these times in Britain.
Thanks Lee. First timers at JCs often want to make a reasonable impression. They can do so feeling that they have landed on another planet or are on mind-altering drugs. Before I had even been interviewed, a guy sat next to me by the window. While friendly and clearly genuine, his demeanour would have suggested to the staff that he was gormless. In conversation, he was brighter than he appeared. He told me that he was a bracer by trade and that there were no jobs. He had put in over a hundred applications for things he couldn't do. He had got sick of having to explain to the staff what a bracer did. On several occasions they had decided he made bracelets and insisted he applied to a jewellers. They were, in his opinion, all useless.
Feeling uncertain, it was nice to chat to someone. The place didn't seem quite as remote. But, all of a sudden, he stood up and bellowed at the top of his voice "wankers". This was repeated for a few minutes. Everyone was looking round. Security were angry and instructed him firmly to be quiet. They glared at me assuming I was his mate. Our conversation continued afterwards but less easily and he appeared distracted. A girl had just left one of the desks and tottered on very high heels towards the row of phones. Reminiscent of Amy Winehouse, she struggled to get there as she was carrying what was obviously a packed sports bag. The guy turned to me and said "she's my girlfriend - they keep telling her to ring people while she is here".
The girl tried to ring a number while inspecting the contents of her bag. The wire was getting wrapped round her and her body language indicated immense frustration. She then slammed down the phone and shouted "what are we going to do with this washing?" He stood up quickly but otherwise didn't move. Next, they had a blazing row across the room about whether to go to the launderette in one town or another, followed almost by fisticuffs over why his mum didn't own a washing machine. The place just stopped. No one said a word. There were forty people gawping. Just as they stomped out, concluding they wouldn't get the clothes washed at all, I was called to a desk. By that time, I had quite forgotten why I was there.
I have spent much of my life in you.
