“I felt like I was being totally bullied in the playground by this big bitch… it’s like the more white and English you are, the more fucking shit you are. I’m not being funny, but it’s true.”
So. That’s a quote. That’s the sort of thing people say when I talk with them at jobcentres. These places are not pleasant, you know.
I give you the transcript below as an example of one sort of discussion that I have a lot of – discussions with people who are over 50, out of work and signing on at jobcentres where they must participate in jobsearch activities. In the past couple of years, I’ve met a lot of people who are over 50 and sometimes getting on for 60 at jobcentres. Some are on Jobseekers’ Allowance and some are on Employment And Support Allowance, and some go backwards and forwards between the two as they’re found fit for work and then found not-so-fit-for-work when advisers see where things are really at. I’m not sure exactly what point I’m trying to make by uploading these stories. I think it is probably that signing on when you’re older is grim and that I hope I never have to do it.
This is a transcript from a discussion that I had a few months ago outside Kilburn jobcentre with a guy called Terry, who was 54. He said that he’d been sanctioned by a jobcentre adviser a few days earlier and that he had no money in his bank account. He’d come to the jobcentre to ask for a hardship loan. He was furious about the sanction. No surprises there. People who’ve been sanctioned generally are furious. Being sanctioned does not usually bring out anyone’s best (even though government believes that sanctions teach people very important life lessons and make them better claimants. Or something). People must go through the motions of looking for work. They must fill in jobsearch booklets and talk about answering job ads. Everyone is perfectly aware that these so-called jobsearch activities are pointless. You’re generally no closer to work at the end of them than you were at the beginning, particularly when you’re over 50. To be sanctioned for the poor performance of a task that you know was meaningless in the first place doesn’t teach you much, except that you’re stuck in a farce. And to hate everyone, I guess.
Anyway. I’ve had conversations like the one below as a matter of course at jobcentres over the past couple of years. The main lesson that I take away from these stories is Don’t Age. You may not think your best is behind you when you get past 50, but everyone else sure will. The system will certainly rub your nose in your failures as it perceives them. Nobody reacts well.
What a comforting thought.
Terry, 54:
“I’ve just been sanctioned. I will tell you why. I have to describe this sort of stuff (he showed me the jobsearch notebook in which he had to write details of his jobsearch activities) with my supporting jobcentre like samples. Anyway, that’s what I’ve done. Anyway, she [the jobcentre adviser] signed it. She was just about to send it and she said – “Oh, you’re still hoping to teach guitar from home, still, right,” because I’m saying this that and the other and I’m hoping to start teaching. She said – “you’re just repeating yourself. You’re cutting and pasting.”
I said – “what?”
She said “I’m taking it to my manager,” and so that’s it. She hasn’t signed me on and she’s said “I’ll leave it to my manager to sign anyway” and Monday came and my money wasn’t there, so obviously I’ve come down here. I phoned Belfast as well [the Belfast benefits centre] and they said I’ve been suspended. So I’ve come down here and I’ve got a hardship form for jobseekers, so I filled that in and given them my bank statements, but basically, this is unbelievable. I felt like I was being totally bullied in the playground by this big bitch. Yeah, it’s like the more white and English you are, the more fucking shit you are. I’m not being funny, but it’s true.
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