Diary 17th And 18th May 2017

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Diary Wednesday 17th May 2017 An interview day with a difference in that I found myself on the interviewing panel for students seeking places on a social work course at the university. As a volunteer service user, I had a chance to be trained in joining the election panel who interviewed some potential student today, though I was strictly speaking there as an observer, I did get to join in the post-interview decision making discussions with the two panel members who asked the questions (after the candidates had left) and it was quite a tough process. I won’t go into details on the decisions we made as that is confidential but it was a very interesting, demanding and highly responsible exercise. As I finished I got a phone call from my welfare officer inviting (summoning) me to an interview myself first thing tomorrow morning, for a possible warehousing job organized by an agency. Diary Thursday 18th May 2017 I had few clue to the exact job I was going to be interviewed for but I narrowed it down to one of two companies and I was right. The interviewer was quite unprepared for the eight of us who turned up though she recovered quickly and most of the morning was spent filling in so many forms they qualify as memoirs. It is likely to be a temporary job in the middle of nowhere and chew right through my paid for and planned house / cat minding, a chance to visit my mum, several paid public speaking opportunities, etc. too. I am hoping the company takes its policy for doing credit checks seriously. The interviewer told us that we have to buy our own safety boots and pay for our own criminal records check though the latter’s fees will be reimbursed. She was supposed to send out e-mails to us all today to say how we are to apply for the record check, but I never received anything today. I had to see my welfare advisor right after the interview (which took place in the same offices) and he was happy as he could see I had been to the interview he himself had arranged. From there I went to the job club, though as the interview, welfare hearing and travel time took up my day’s quota of five hours of compulsory job search time in itself, I had a fairly relaxed afternoon, followed by going out in the sun to take a few more pub sign photos. Arthur Chappell