New Job No Job
February 15th, 2011I don’t even know where to start. I’ve been busy recently what with my new job, getting ready to move house, baby on the way and a wedding in the offing. While I am not working in the profession I spent 4 years studying for I am working within those circles and was heading towards becoming a social worker. That was until today.
I’ve only been doing this job for a month, I took a risk quitting a full time job to do an agency job on a short term contract in order to work in a social services department. I was seeing it as my foot in the door and so was my new manager, everything falling into place I’d be a social worker within months hurrah. Unfortunately something happened that was out of mine and my managers control, foot still firmly in the door and a council big wig slammed it on me.
Cuts, they are happening everywhere and are affecting a lot more people than me. The decision was made in the higher echelons of local government that a good way of saving money would be to stop paying agencies the exorbitant amounts they charge for staff, get rid of the agency workers and we will save money. It’s not exactly a rocket science move on their part, it’s true that agency workers cost more than regular workers I get why they made that decision but as they have made a blanket decision without even knowing what that will affect they haven’t got the full picture.
Rather oddly my job saves the council money even though I’m agency staff. Getting rid of me and my colleague leaves a gap in services, I’m sure we are not unique in this of course. Without my job existing (which it won’t at all in any shape or form) makes social workers jobs harder and it means that the work I do will have to be contracted out to specialist agencies, agencies that cost a hell of a lot more than employing me costs.
Sour grapes and wot not aside I’m applying for every job going but due to a need to provide for my family in anyway I’m going to have to go on the dole because the scraps the agency are saying they can throw me just won’t cut it.
Life, don’t talk to me about life