25th March, 2020.
If you’ve been reading Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar for a while?
You’ve possibly realised I’m job hunting, at the moment.
Normally?
Normally, I’d have to go in, at least once every two to three weeks: in order that my my job hunting can be monitor.
My next appointment?
Was for Friday the 3rd April.
That last time I was in … ?
That got turned into a phone appointment: rather than the normal face to face one.
Corona virus: what can I tell you … ?
Yesterday … ?
Yesterday, however, I got a message through my online Universal Credit account.
My appointments have been cancelled for the foreseeable future.
As, with the on-going lockdown, and the associated business closures?
The Job Centre’s having to prioritise a lot of new claims.
I’m …
I can appreciate what’s going on, I really can.
But, having been unemployed for some time, and having seen occasions where sanctions can be mis-applied?
I’m cautiously keeping hold of screenshots and saved web pages.
I’m — justifiably, I think — a little paranoid that something’s going to happen.
~≈¥≈~
Just as an extra thought?
I’ve recently been diagnosed with type two diabetes: and buying sweet potatoes, where I can.
They’re make for healthier eating, for diabetics, it seems.
At any rate, I was due to have an appointment with the my GP surgery’s parties nurse.
Long since converted to a phone appointment, I should add.
But that’s sort of my issue.
I don’t imagine it going badly … but I was supposed to take in a urine sample.
How you’re supposed to get that down the phone, I don’t know.
~≈¥≈~
