Last Monday, I found out that I got my job back after my Line Manager advocated for me and said to the agency that she was more than happy with my efforts during my first day at work. My past few weeks reminded me of ‘The Simpsons’ whenever the Plant Workers went on strike to keep their Dental Plan; just so that Homer wouldn’t have to pay for Lisa’s new braces. This episode is even closer to home for me as I work for a Community Dental Practice.
I have a spring in my step, once again. There is, suddenly, a method to the madness of my life. I’m contracted until December 20.
I have finally found a job, which I begin tomorrow; Thursday, November 01.
It’s an Admin role with the Southern Health Trust at Portadown Health Centre – on Thursdays and Fridays – and Brownlow Health Centre (between Rushmere Shopping Centre and Lurgan) on Wednesdays. Three days-per-week, nine-to-five. Contracted until Christmas; but, if I do well enough, they might keep me on. 😉
This role was as if it was plucked from the sky. I happened to notice it on NI Jobfinder’s website last Wednesday morning and on Friday the agency involved called me to say they were willing to offer me the job; without the need for an interview. 🙂
Onwards and upwards. 🙂
In the end, I didn’t get the job in Jordanstown I was interviewed for. However my employment advisor will hook me up with a fella who might streamline my job search and find a job that would suit me better.
Just after submitting a resumé to the company my brother now works for, but to become a software tester in their County Donegal office. It has been seventeen years since I last worked in that field, but did a mini-course in software testing two years ago. Gotta hope for the best.
My brother has proven to me that the vocational route in education is a much more productive and prosperous route to take than formal schooling. Ireland can only produce so many Teachers, Doctors, Nurses and Chemists.
More terror attacks, this time in London. When will Britain stop obeying America? The invasions of Afghanistan and Iraq have created a domino effect.
Anyways, I’m still here and still have hope. Hope will only evapourate whenever I’m pushing daisies. 🙂