Tuesday, 6 July 2010

Work in progress...

I am 24 years old... 5 months ago I decided to quit my full time, kind of steady job. When I say kind of, I mean, I got paid every month, but there was always a doubt that this wouldn’t necessarily be the case. When pay didn’t always go in on pay day and when we received an unexpected visit from a bailiff demanding overdue rent you begin to question the financial state of your employer. (Word of advice; if anyone has the unfortunate experience of having an overweight skinhead refusing to leave your office without the 10k the company owes him, offering them a cup of tea makes the experience a lot more pleasant. The Great British tradition of English tea never seems to fail.) Also when your bosses tell you over your works Christmas dinner the company will be screwed by the end of the financial year (merry Christmas by the way...cheers!) you start to think about moving on. Well that’s after you’ve necked the bottle of vodka that your boss has so generously paid for and ordered the most expensive thing on the menu out of principle.

So feeling brave and properly the most part stupid I decided to cut my losses in the hope I would find myself a ‘career’. Without a job to go to I hand in my 4 weeks notice. Yes at this point I am feeling smug... 5 months down the line karma has bitten me on the arse. More of that to come...

Next comes the exit interview with the Chief Executive. As a child I was always told that honesty was the best policy. Telling the chief executive that your chairman is a fat pervert and that you couldn’t stand the sight of him was probably (most definitely) exempt from that saying! Mental note to self: learn to keep my mouth shut!

Anyway, in the process of deciding what I actually want to do with my life I enter the world of temping. Over the next few weeks I will report to you what I can only describe as the most painful experience of my working life so far, amusing for my family (not for me!). From attempting to sack a cleaner to going on a filming expedition to Coventry I bring to you the life of a temp...

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