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[kbk]

So I went for the interview and it turned out that first we had to do a behavioural thingy and I didn't get past that. Neither did at least one other. And it probably didn't help that I started finding questions vaguely pornographic. Like this one: "I know which buttons to press to stimulate exceptional team performance." I'm not even sure why that's so dirty, but it is.

So I guess I won't be working for BT.

It is very cold outside. Argh.

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[edithmatilda.livejournal.com]

Heh heh. "Stimulate". "Buttons". That is one of those processes whereby they weed out people with personalities.

Also, when that sentence is considered minus the smut it still means "I am a manipulative sod". Euch.

Asda (part fo the Wal-mart family!) have either/or questions on their forms. Like either "I respect authority" or "I am argumentative".

http://www.newint.org/issue351/theft.htm is an article about shitty jobs in the US which I remember from Ages Ago so have linked because I can.

By the way, after these experiences I will never again call any job ‘unskilled’. Every job takes intelligence and skill and a lot of concentration. There are no unskilled jobs and there are no unskilled people. It was physically exhausting. All these jobs are physically exhausting.

That is the bit I remember squeaking about in glee.

Bottom line: the less valued a job is the more shit it is to do. And vice versa. And the less valued a job is the less individuality is allowed.

Also, coldness is rubbish.

[kbk]

Heh.

I do not even want a job really but I have that stupid debt thing.

Sigh. Coldness is very rubbish. It should be banned.

[edithmatilda.livejournal.com]

Debt smells. And cannot be paid off on dole if one also wants to do stuff like wash and clothe self.

Cold is still not gone. how dare it.

[kbk]

sigh. paternal has strongly suggested that i go to the job centre tomorrow. it is scary. why do people exist? it would be so much nicer if we could just live inside the internet or some such. and we would not suffer from things like cold-stuttery-fingers despite big-warm-jumper. meh.

[edithmatilda.livejournal.com]

Job Centre is remarkably no fun. Although the horrible clashing colours remind you of all that is bad in the world and make you appreciate places that are not the Job Centre a lot more. And they don't hassle much at first.

For actual finding of jobs, the Job centre is less good and can probably be bettered by the bottom of a bin. But hey.

[safetypinrosie.livejournal.com]

Job centres. EUGH *cowers in thought that jobhunting may bring her here*