4th June – One of the fifty

Well earlier I applied for what is the 51^st job in 2 weeks. So far I’ve had limited success. A number of people said they would get back to me, and didn’t. A handful of vacancies had already gone, one was even kind enough to write me a letter telling me I did not make the grade but “the overall standards of applicants this round was higher than expected”. That makes me feel better. No actually it does because they bothered to let me know. Of all the rest, we’re talking upwards of forty. No letters back, no phone calls, nothing. It’s morale breaking times especially when you look at all the things you wanna do, even the smaller things like basic shopping, and realise that you’re a short way from being “broke”.

So today I made a list of all the employment agencies in Leicester; that’s about twenty five. And went round and visited them all, face to face stuff, where they had no choice but to answer, and even thought there were a lot of “it’s real quiet at the minute come back next week”’s, I got answers, and a few results, well a few pointers, to go in tomorrow morning, yes there is such a thing. The zero barrier is fast approaching where I will have no choice but to move back up north, back to my supportive family (not a bad thing but not the thing I want to do). It better not be raining tomorrow. I really hope to get somewhere as it will drain my morale, not to mention my bank account, if I have nothing by the end of next week.