I was pretty much made to feel like I had to quit. I was in an apprenticeship at my local hospital, but around a month into the apprenticeship, I noticed that a lot of the work I had been trained to do was taken away from me, that I was pretty much reduced to the filing and other menial jobs. One of my biggest jobs was literally to get a stack of A4 headed paper and a stack of A4 plain paper and make them into one pile that alternated between the two, as well as placing blank sheets inside empty folders .Lawrence said:So wait, why did you quit your job? Shouldn't you have at least applied for job seekers to keep you ticking over?
Then one morning, I received an email from my manager, asking me to meet her in the office for a 1-to-1 informal discussion. I found out that it was actually a 2-to-1 with her and the head of appointments, who was pretty much the unofficial #2 of the office. That 2-to-1 discussion was actually a one hour long rant about how I was doing everything wrong - all based on the speed it was taking me to complete the tasks. I was confused as I didn't think my review wasn't up for another 2 months, but whatever. Then the next day, I was called into my manager's office again to sign a typed up version of the 2-to-1. At which point, that's when it clicked in my head that this wasn't an informal meeting at all. I went home and spoke to my Mum, as well as a person who worked for one of the back-to-work agencies who helped me get the job, who were equally outraged - they then got in contact with the apprenticeship co-ordinator at the hospital, who revealed that she wasn't informed of anything and that under normal procedure, if any such action was being taken with an apprentice, she would have had to have been notified.
I was starting to get really bad tension headaches a lot at work, so I started seeing my GP regularly. It all came to a head on a Friday late in May, when after a particularly rough week, Mum decided to phone the head of appointments (who I had recently found out was actually the one written down as my mentor - not my manager, like I had previously thought) just to ask how I was doing etc and according to my Mum, she received an absolute rant, with my mentor outright slagging me off - Mum even asked her if she knew what Dyspraxia was (which I had declared on my application) and my mentor refused to even Google it. I was called into my manager's office and was told that if Mum came to the office, they would have to call security (lolwut?). So I went outside and phoned Mum to find out what had happened, then I went back to my manager and basically told her that I know that there is two sides to every story and that I knew of the way my mentor spoke to Mum. My manager then started making comments like "Well, if you leave now I'll have to record it as leaving with permission" and such. So I packed my bag and walked out.
On the following Monday morning, I didn't receive a single phone call or anything from work at all. I was in talks with the apprenticeship co-ordinator for a week or so about the possibility of me being moved to another department, but there were no vacancies. So I received a sick note from my GP covering the time I had been absent, as well as my 2 weeks notice and handed in my resignation.
I haven't claimed Jobseeker's yet because iirc, if you left your job, don't you have to have been unemployed for more than 26 weeks? I received some money from my father to cover me for a bit...but I didn't expect to have to end up lending Mum so much money or the bills and such. Also frankly, the Job Centre is ridiculous at the moment - when I was signed on, I was being pushed to apply for Saturday jobs in areas more than hour away and the Universal Jobmatch system is an absolute load of balls - keeps on giving me job listings in places as far away as London or Thetford, when I live near Cambridge.