written by kpf1309 on 03/02/2015
Where do i start. Simply, no words i can use here,can aptly describe my loathing of this institution.My visits here have been too regular for my liking but,were the result of redundancy and company closure on most occasions.Even though the reasons i was attending were not my fault i am,on all occasions, treated like a scrounger. You are treated with ignorance and a total lack of care and understanding.From the initial contact at the reception desk to the actual interview this never lets up. Your name is called in such a fashion it reminds me of the council estate where i unfortunately live.The style of voice used to call your name is that of the common fishwife;and i am being very kind there.The security guard-better known as Hercules's weaker brother-looks you up and down with total disrespect.The fact that he looks as if the wind could blow him over does not seem to bother him.He shows an arrogance that is simply,pathetic. When i am now,at times between jobs, i even put-off claiming JSA until the last possible moment because of the treatment from these people.They are a discredit not only to their profession but, also to the human race.One thing i am quite certain of;is that not one person in that building has ever worked as hard as myself.