The Last Farewell

I have been keeping this to my chest for some time, but I am pleased to inform you that I am now Off the Dole and in gainful employment! Huzzah!

On the day I signed off, I attended a meeting with my New Deal Advisor scheduled for 1pm. As I arrived at 12.50, she left on her lunch. I was then obliged to wait until 1.35 before being seen, and once I told her I was signing off she instructed me to come back at 3pm to finish off the paperwork.

Well, I suppose they had to remind me how awful it could be one last time eh?

I am now gainfully employed in administration, it isn’t my dream job but it is one that is far more suited to me than any of the free labour I have been obliged to do for the past few months has been. I feel qualified, at least.

I was planning on making an entry after my first day (consumed with a terror about jinxing things made me put it off) but the day after I signed off I was involved in a traffic accident (extremely minor in the sense that I am not hurt, but it rather threw me and I didn’t make sense for a couple of days thereafter) and life, being Utterly Crazy promptly provided me with information regarding a job I had supposedly got in October when I filled out the forms, but had heard nothing substantial back since and as it was only a casual work (one day on a weekend every now and then) I wasn’t hugely heartbroken, just rather disappointed as I really wanted the experience, and so it feels as if I’ve had my mobile glued to my ear talking to insurance companies (re my car), councils, other employers, HR people, IT people who are currently failing me in my current job making me a desktop fugitive.

Nontheless, I’m digressing.

I have….not exactly enjoyed keeping this blog, but I have appreciated the responses I have received and it has provided me with an arena in which to air my grievences about the complete failure of justness that is the dole, and New Deal in particular. I am no longer qualified to talk about that, although I may still make the odd post if I hear of something that might be interest to those who are still in the plight I have (utterly miraculously) somehow escaped from (I still don’t know why they picked me, I’m mostly relieved they did).

I hope that this blog was of some comfort to others, and that it did its purpose to stand as a report of my experiences whilst under the new deal. I wish everyone who has read or commented in a similar situation to the one detailed in here a prosperous, hopefully gainfully employed year and many thanks for your kindnesses.

-Coinan, the rabbit.