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Oceanmist23
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First, let me explain to you the Norwegian social security benefits system:
You fill in an application for benefits at department number 1.
They call you in for a meeting to get an overview of your situation.
They accept your application and provide you with benefits for a month.
Second, here is what I did:
During the meeting I told the woman that I would like to get a practise job.
A practise job is a job provided by department number 2, not 1.
It’s a job where social security will pay you the equivalent of a months worth of benefits.
The reason why I would like a practise job is because it’s currently too difficult to find a regular job.
I live in a small country town with very few workplaces.
If I got a practise job I would have something meaningful to do every day,
and I could look for a regular job in the meantime.
Third, here’s what happened:
I got a call today from department number 1 saying that department number 2 has put me up for the “Jobseeker course”.
I already took this course in 2005.
The jobseeker course is where a group of unemployed people seeking benefits get crammed into a room, sat down in front of a computer, and learn the following:
Employment website address number 1
Employment website address number 2
Employment website address number 3
And that sitting in front of a computer from 9AM to 2PM gives you serious back pain, shoulder pain, neck pain and arm pain.
That is all you learn from that course, yet department number 2 still thinks this is a wonderful course that people seeking benefits from department number 2 should take.
Did department number 2 call me in for a meeting? NO!
Did department number 2 pick up the phone to talk to me? NO!
Do department number 2 care that I’ve taken their useless course before? NO!
Did department number 2 notice I don’t have a drivers licence and therefore I can’t even get to the location of their useless course? NO!
I WANT TO THROW COWSHIT ON DEPARTMENT NUMBER 2!!!
Fourth, now what?
I’m 23 years old.
I have had 5 jobs in my life.
I have little money left.
I do NOT have a drivers licence.
I have an EXCELLENT CV. This I’ve been told by several employers and potential employers.
....If I had a drivers licence I would’ve had a fulltime job already. I was told by the manager of a fashion store I applied to that I had a brilliant CV, and that she wanted to hire me, but she had to give the job to someone else because I didn’t have a drivers licence. I can’t afford to take my licence. It sucks!
I can’t even afford to move! Ugh **** pathetic hillbilly town...
So now I have to either:
Look for a regular job here, which is difficult because there are none!
Tell department number 2 what I really need, without them giving a crap about it
Borrow money from family and move to another town to find work
Borrow money from family, move to England, get a flat or flat-share and find work there
The last option is looking pretty **** good right now... but it’s a bold move...
Maybe I should learn French and move to southern France... that’s an even bolder move lol
Grrrrrr I SO want to smash something...
Rant done.
You fill in an application for benefits at department number 1.
They call you in for a meeting to get an overview of your situation.
They accept your application and provide you with benefits for a month.
Second, here is what I did:
During the meeting I told the woman that I would like to get a practise job.
A practise job is a job provided by department number 2, not 1.
It’s a job where social security will pay you the equivalent of a months worth of benefits.
The reason why I would like a practise job is because it’s currently too difficult to find a regular job.
I live in a small country town with very few workplaces.
If I got a practise job I would have something meaningful to do every day,
and I could look for a regular job in the meantime.
Third, here’s what happened:
I got a call today from department number 1 saying that department number 2 has put me up for the “Jobseeker course”.
I already took this course in 2005.
The jobseeker course is where a group of unemployed people seeking benefits get crammed into a room, sat down in front of a computer, and learn the following:
Employment website address number 1
Employment website address number 2
Employment website address number 3
And that sitting in front of a computer from 9AM to 2PM gives you serious back pain, shoulder pain, neck pain and arm pain.
That is all you learn from that course, yet department number 2 still thinks this is a wonderful course that people seeking benefits from department number 2 should take.
Did department number 2 call me in for a meeting? NO!
Did department number 2 pick up the phone to talk to me? NO!
Do department number 2 care that I’ve taken their useless course before? NO!
Did department number 2 notice I don’t have a drivers licence and therefore I can’t even get to the location of their useless course? NO!
I WANT TO THROW COWSHIT ON DEPARTMENT NUMBER 2!!!
Fourth, now what?
I’m 23 years old.
I have had 5 jobs in my life.
I have little money left.
I do NOT have a drivers licence.
I have an EXCELLENT CV. This I’ve been told by several employers and potential employers.
....If I had a drivers licence I would’ve had a fulltime job already. I was told by the manager of a fashion store I applied to that I had a brilliant CV, and that she wanted to hire me, but she had to give the job to someone else because I didn’t have a drivers licence. I can’t afford to take my licence. It sucks!
I can’t even afford to move! Ugh **** pathetic hillbilly town...
So now I have to either:
Look for a regular job here, which is difficult because there are none!
Tell department number 2 what I really need, without them giving a crap about it
Borrow money from family and move to another town to find work
Borrow money from family, move to England, get a flat or flat-share and find work there
The last option is looking pretty **** good right now... but it’s a bold move...
Maybe I should learn French and move to southern France... that’s an even bolder move lol
Grrrrrr I SO want to smash something...
Rant done.