This has been a wet and annoying day. I went into town to get some certificates (NVQ2 in Health and Social Care, yay!) copied or faxed by the local branch of the company that I work for, since the branch that deals with care work is some hours drive away from here (and they needed to be verified by someone at that company, so it’d be all official and stuff). However, after I had parked the car and walked all the way to where the local office is, in the rain, I discover that it has been closed. I can see the sign inside, but all the desks and everything has been torn out, and there is no sign saying that they have moved or where. I google it on my phone and yes, I’m at the right address. I call the Social Care office and they are all confused, but someone thinks they might have moved a bit up the street, so I walk along the long long street, forth and back, and find nothing. I call them again and they phone the local branch, and it turns out they’ve moved. Still in the centre, but not as close by as I’d like. I walk there, everything gets sorted, I’m completely exhausted, then back to Ikea and the car.
Good thing of the day: I was starving and stopped by the Ikea restaurant. Free hot drink, yay! I splash out and get tee (free), cinnamon bun, mazarin and delikatoboll. Total cost: £1.70. Gotta love Ikea!
Of course, all this took ages so once I’m in the car again driving to Asda, I get stuck in rush hour traffic. Not too bad, though, and by the time I’m finished at Asda most of it has eased up.
I really like working for this particular company that I’m working for, it’s the same one as in Cambridge. The staff are nice, and I know how things work. But I do need more work than what they can give me, at the moment anyway, so I’m thinking I might have to look elsewhere. Ugh.
The last couple of weeks I’ve been working at a day service for adults with learning difficulties, supporting a lady with Downs. When I spoke to my employer today she said that the company commissioning this post has found someone in their own staff to replace the one that left (and that I was temping for), so I probably won’t be back there. I didn’t really realise until then how much I’m gonna miss that. The work varied between a bit boring and really nice; the lady I supported is lovely, and had really started to open up once she realised that I wasn’t just there for a day or two, and I really liked the staff at the day service as well. It’s just really really weird not going back there… Same goes for another place I worked at for a bit. I shouldn’t do this kind of temp work, I get too attached to people. It’s sad.
Anyhow, long day, and I was interrupted by dinner, so I’ll stop here.