In the first couple of days the staff members tried creating the atmosphere that they were a big 'happy family', and i fell for it. Soon i realised that this was not the case. They all gossiped about eachother?! It was worse than us, Plashet School girls, to be honest. Yet they always wore a constant mask to cover up what they trully felt.
My day usually started by collecting all the files that ended in "7". Then i would sort them in to two piles. The skinnies and fats. Then i would track them on the NHS software. I would sort each pile in a certain numerical order. Then i would file them in a particular area depending on the full number. Then this process would be repeated a number times within a day.
The part of working i enjoyed was the way me and my colleague Pam worked. We put on the radio quite loud and were singing and dancing along to it whilst working. I enjoyed travelling to work alot! I use to sit on the train and act as if i was someone important, i even pretended to read the newspaper.
The worst bit was being taken to another sector of the health and records where a large, greedy and careless lady was in charge off us. She just made us sit and told us to relax. At first i thought great, just what i needed, a break; but after a while i start getting bored. I felt as if i could feel my hair growing. I asked her a number of time whether i could help but she kept sighing and sighing. I felt that i was just a burden.
I learnt basic skills like filing, sorting, tracking, prepping, using the NHS software. I think i've also learnt to just mind my own buisness and keep opinions to myself at times. I've learnt how to adapt to different surroundings and people in a short space of time.
People kept on asking me, what i wanted to do when i leave school but to be honest i have no idea. I want to go into many things and would like to work as different things. Like i would love to go into journalism or marketing but i wouldn't mind going into medicine. I probably let fate make that decision.
