"Hundreds about to find out first hand how the tough the job market is right now"
At the same time employers are screaming blue in the face that they can't find any employees, and government ****MUST**** allow them to import foreigners.
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After getting up to my elbows in the abohorence of the structure of the ARM64 binary ISA compared to the 32-bit ISA, Arm seem to be determined to self-destruct. They seem to have dug out an 1990s i86 opcode manual and thought "hold my beer".
Edit: On a spur, I dug into my ARM64 ISA docs that I was thrashing through when coding up an ARM64 assembler. 204 PAGES! WTF? How on earth can an ISA binary encoding description be 204 pages of 1192 individual instructions? ARM32 fitted on a single page of A5. Another reference squashed it down to 58 pages, but FIFTY-EIGHT PAGES??!!!??
"I'm sure one of the problems is individuals building their own little empires"
Gawd. In a previous life I've had: Education renting out council housing because the houses used to be school caretaker's houses; parks run by housing because they demolished some houses to make the park; roads maintained by parks & leisure because the road cuts across the park. This grass verse is cut by highways, but this grass verge is cut by parks, but this one by education, this one by housing, and this one by somebody else. Any attempt to tidy it up is stymied because each department won't let go of its responibility without being paid to let go of it.
There's also attacks from certain members of the public on how DARE you spend money on bloodsucking public sector workers. We regularly see one person in our area harping on that most of the council's budget is spent on wages. WELL DUH! The person who cuts the grass costs more than the lawn mower, what do you ****ing expect?
There's always somebody. Just two weeks ago I was the only tech who turned up on site with any tools - THREE DAYS IN A ROW!. The others kept snaffling my tools, one of which was a multi-head spanner which they proceeded to completely wreck by not applying it to the bolt heads correctly, and just wrenching away until they killed the spanner.
"turned on the cooker .... she had then gone outside"
This is something I just cannot understand. How on earth do people manage to be ALIVE while simultaneously missing such an huge part of their brain?
You never ever EVER *EVER* walk away from a turned-on cooker. You don't need /teaching/ that, it's as obvious as breathing.
No, if the processing stalls the number of aylum seekers *increases*. The number of people granted asylum, yes, drops to zero, but because of that the number of *applicants* gets longer and longer because nobody's being removed from the queueue.
If it is raining, and you block the drains, does the level of water in the back yard drop or rise?
This is why I keep pushing for updates to our standing orders to be phrased "As per the 2010 Local Government Act, the Town Council shall...." etc. Otherwise, most of our standing orders look like we've written them ourselves and are things we can chose to change to whatever we want.
Even worse with local government pay scales. I was emailed a job vacancy three times over the summer:
Role: Senior Business Support Officer
Hours 37 hours per week
As a Senior Business Support Officer, you will have a wide range of responsibilities, playing a crucial role in providing day-to-day supervision and support to Business Support staff, ensuring efficient and effective financial, business process, document production, and excellent customer services support to both internal and external customers of Children's Services.
blah blah blah ... £11.59 per hour.
For the benefit of overseas readers, that's a smidgen over minimum wage.
I wonder if there's something significant in "largest local authority in Europe". We've had an ongoing process of merging local councils into bigger and bigger entities, obstensively driven as cost saving, but does this just result in creating huge and unweildy behemoths that collapse under their own weight? North Yorkshire was unitaryised last year, pushed through as cost saving, but it's already £100 million in the red.
What do you mean by "IT Skills"?
At the first level, being able to type and put stuff in a spreadsheet is today's equivalent of being able to drag a pen across a sheet of paper and add up in the 19th century. If you can't type, in today's world you are *illiterate* and unemployable.
At the next level, there's resetting passwords and replacing toner cartidges. What I call "IT labouring". All too many people think this requires you to spend 50 grand on a university degree to be able to do. No. This is the equivalent of the 19th century office manager. You can write, you can add up, *and* you know where the pencils are stored and replace them when needed.
At the far other end is coding, programming, development. THIS IS *NOT* IT. At hair-tearing-out levels all too many people who think they are entitled to order other people around assert "people need to know IT" is translated into "everybody must code!" NO! Let the enthusiastic automotive engineers be automotive engineers, let other people just learn how to drive.
I've done Hardknott (and Wryenose) once in each direction. It's a combination of challenge and beauty. I found my little automatic made it easier to traverse as I could go into twin-pedal mode without running out of feet. One day I'll have to try in a manual car.
On one project I was on we descended on Vehicle Testing and upgraded all the PCs, with a new organisation-wide policy of disabled USB ports. Naturally, we killed the business stone dead as none of the vehicle testing equipment that plugged into the USB ports was usable.
I once set up an office system like that - on startup the PCs would rebuild the user profiles with a tidy desktop and start menu, and defined links to applications and data areas.
A few weeks later I visted the site and found that somebody had complained that their mess kept vanishing and they'd dug into the settings and disabled it. Attempting to use any of the PCs was a horror of scattered random garbage.
NO NO NO NO NO NO!
I am having *SO* much trouble getting my mother's late husband's probate sorted because so many people insist on talking to me by phone (often when I'm in the middle of nowhere, or shopping, or trying to get on a bus, or etc etc), so there is *NO* documented documentation trail anywhere. I've been tearing my hair out for months emailing and paper-writing to people trying to get the bastards to actually *WRITE* to me so I have actual RECORDED documentation, but still they insist on phoning me and leaving a "quick update" while I'm on the bog or digging potatoes or admiring some architecture. F*****G WRITE IT DOWN!!!!