Tomorrow is going to be a very important day for me and when the day is over I will be able to relax, sit down and do nothing for a change [but probably not for long…]. I wrote a while ago about my interview with the recruitment agency and how I didn’t listen to my gut feeling which I should’ve done.
Well that was six long weeks ago… I called that Friday to make an appointment for an interview to apply for a National Insurance Number and tomorrow will be that day where I’m supposed to have this so called ‘evidence of identity’ interview. The interview will usually be one-to-one (unless, you need an interpreter). The interviewer will ask questions about my background and circumstances. You need to apply for an NI number if: you’re starting work, you’re setting up as self-employed or when you’re looking for work. My NI number is used as a reference number for the whole benefits and tax credits system. If you are born or live in Great Britain, you’ll be registered automatically and sent an NI number just before your 16th birthday.
In order to prove my identity I have to bring a list of official papers, bank statements, letters, my passport, letter confirming where residing, details of looking for work etc. I was hoping to get the papers in from my Ltd. this week but it seems that the Royal Mail people are on strike since October the fifth. My accountant was supposed to contact me as soon as the papers would come in and he didn’t. So I called today to see what the status is because I need to bring all those as well. Unfortunately he didn’t receive anything so hopefully they won’t be too fussy about that at the interview. I do have a company number so I looked up my own company info online and printed the result. I will also have to pick up a letter from my accountant tomorrow morning which will state the process so far.
I will go through each single file again tonight, just to make sure that I’ll have everything that is required because I can’t afford to waste another six weeks just to get this piece of plastic with a number on it… I want work and I want it asap… I’m fed up with the situation I’m in and I want out of it, the sooner the better. I learned my lesson well over the last six months, next time I will do things my way knowing it then will all work out just fine. I know I need to take tiny steps to get where I want to be but this pace… it just feels way too slow at times. But I keep saying this; things happen for a reason, it’s the greater plan of the Universe and I shall try not to interfere but trust instead… Please keep your fingers crossed for me, I’m going to need it…
