Grumpy old fart!!!

"If you talk to God you're religious. If God talks to you, you're psychotic."

Flexibility?

Signing on at the Jobcentre is vexing to say the least, in and out in less than five minutes. Runs like clockwork one might say; however try to deviate from the norm.

I started working for a nursing agency which requires a period of induction to ensure standards are uniform which is good for the clients, organisation and staff. We all know what is expected and how to meet those expectations. Unfortunately one of my training days is on the day that I sign on. I posed the question, “could I change my signing day due to training?” simple request and under normal circumstances a request easily accommodated. No, we are talking about bureaucracy here, “Friday is your signing on day, if you miss it you will need to be interviewed to decide whether the reason for not attending is valid”.

“But I’m attending a course”

“But you will have failed to attend and a decision will need to be reached by a senior manager”

Now for the best piece, “we will then decide whether your Job Seekers allowance continues or is suspended”

“But I don’t receive Job Seekers allowance”

“You will still need to be interviewed”

“Perhaps I shouldn’t attend the training day, would that help?”

“Now you’re being difficult”

Failing to attend either session is seen as difficult – Thanks Selema for your help and understanding.

An email of complaint rectified the situation but clearly the “brown shirted minions” are incapable of independent thought.

Have we bred a nation of idiots who are unable to deviate from the norm? Clearly there can be flexibility but only if one makes a fuss, it’s enough to make one reach for the Prozac.

November 9, 2009 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment

England my England

Where is England when one is completing forms that request nationality?

In my experience it is usually British, however I wasn’t born in Scotland, Wales or Ireland but England, therefore I am English and not British.

This may sound xenophobic but it isn’t, I just wish to reiterate my Englishness.

Rupert Brooke (1887 – 1915) wrote

  “The Soldier”

“If I should die, think only this of me:

That there’s some corner of a foreign field

That is forever England. There shall be

In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,

Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,

A body of England’s, breathing English air,

Washed by rivers, blessed by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

In hearts at peace, under an English haven.

My comments regarding Englishness aside and whether I agree with Britain’s involvement in Afghanistan or Iraq remember this each time a soldier dies and is brought back home. A part that made him / her unique has been snuffed out like a brief candle and left in a foreign country.

November 9, 2009 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , | 1 Comment