People readily take your money or go to work expecting a wage, but fail to grasp someone may actually expect something in return.
Everything I try to do seems to quickly become a thorn in my side. I am trying to start over again, write a product and market it.
I need :
Peace and quiet
Shelter
Electricity
Internet access
Chair and desk
Sound(ish) mental health
Someone to manage the letting of my 1 rental property.
So far I spend most of my time either on the phone on hold, or writing emails because people just cannot be bothered.
Problems thus far attributable to ineptitude and or apathy are :
On the topic of the co working desk I signed a 6 month lease with Regus for :
After 6 weeks the Internet access is still unreliable. I have one device connected via ethernet, but the WiFi is important to my needs.
Their IT accounts system is a joke, and not a funny one. When I first joined they raised a whole bunch of invoices in error, which they immediately credited off. However, I still am getting late reminders and penalty charges for invoices that have credited. Its up to me to sit on hold all day. I don't have time.
The capricious queen bee that runs the unit has taken a dislike to me daring to raise my head above the parapet and withdrawn any vestiges of good will or customer service.
On the topic of mental health :
I have been diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder. I was referred to an organisation called Total Wellbeing back in April. They eventually contacted me in July, and I attended 4 weekly hour and a half death by PowerPoint sessions on the fundamentals of cognitive behavioural therapy as their stage 1 offering. At the end of the 4 weeks my depression and anxiety had not greatly improved, and I was told I should progress to stage 3, face 2 face with a counsellor, and I would go on a waiting list, but for 2 weeks max.
7 weeks later I got a call informing me I have been accepted onto stage 2, weekly 30 minute phone calls. I queried this as 7 weeks prior I was told in no more than 2 weeks I would go straight to stage 3. No, there was a misunderstanding and it was definitely stage 2.
So a week ago last Tuesday I had my first stage 2 call, scheduled for 30 minutes. 50 minutes into the call the counsellor tells me I am not appropriate for stage 2, and she will be speaking with her team leader to get me referred to stage 3. This will involve going back on the waiting list, for a maximum of 4 months, but it is taken from the date of first referral so you don't lose any time. I couldn't help myself, I had to point out I was referred 5 months ago. I was promised a call a week ago today to confirm my place on this waiting list. Yep, still waiting. I will chase, but I've been a bit busy looking for a new office with working WiFi.
On the topic of the managed letting
The letting agent hadn't been carrying out periodic property inspections, as they are contracted to and requested in writing by me to do. It turns out the dotty old pensioners couple that moved in 2 years ago are, in spite of the let being no smoking, party animals the likes of which would shock Keith Moon. The recently vacated property is yellow inside, stinks like someone died in there and all the carpets are destroyed from wine spills, fag burns and smoke. My request is that they accept some responsibility for not conducting the house inspections and contribute to the repairs. So far I am locked in a battle of wits with seemingly junior customer service agents, and sending emails repeating myself and waiting for the complaints procedure to conclude so I can kick it up to the Ombudsmann. So far they have refused to accept any liability, and their good will only extends to £75. They are also keen to hand the deposit back to the ex tenants.
So what little war chest I have will be depleted spending the time I should be cutting code and being entrapreneurial in dealing with apathetic companies. And any hopes of getting a contract to tide me over seem pretty remote because the contracting sector is folding up in this country thanks to the unfettered ultra vires actions of the seemingly unaccountable HMRC and their cretinous IR35 reforms.
Depressing, innit.
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Everything I try to do seems to quickly become a thorn in my side. I am trying to start over again, write a product and market it.
I need :
Peace and quiet
Shelter
Electricity
Internet access
Chair and desk
Sound(ish) mental health
Someone to manage the letting of my 1 rental property.
So far I spend most of my time either on the phone on hold, or writing emails because people just cannot be bothered.
Problems thus far attributable to ineptitude and or apathy are :
On the topic of the co working desk I signed a 6 month lease with Regus for :
After 6 weeks the Internet access is still unreliable. I have one device connected via ethernet, but the WiFi is important to my needs.
Their IT accounts system is a joke, and not a funny one. When I first joined they raised a whole bunch of invoices in error, which they immediately credited off. However, I still am getting late reminders and penalty charges for invoices that have credited. Its up to me to sit on hold all day. I don't have time.
The capricious queen bee that runs the unit has taken a dislike to me daring to raise my head above the parapet and withdrawn any vestiges of good will or customer service.
On the topic of mental health :
I have been diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder. I was referred to an organisation called Total Wellbeing back in April. They eventually contacted me in July, and I attended 4 weekly hour and a half death by PowerPoint sessions on the fundamentals of cognitive behavioural therapy as their stage 1 offering. At the end of the 4 weeks my depression and anxiety had not greatly improved, and I was told I should progress to stage 3, face 2 face with a counsellor, and I would go on a waiting list, but for 2 weeks max.
7 weeks later I got a call informing me I have been accepted onto stage 2, weekly 30 minute phone calls. I queried this as 7 weeks prior I was told in no more than 2 weeks I would go straight to stage 3. No, there was a misunderstanding and it was definitely stage 2.
So a week ago last Tuesday I had my first stage 2 call, scheduled for 30 minutes. 50 minutes into the call the counsellor tells me I am not appropriate for stage 2, and she will be speaking with her team leader to get me referred to stage 3. This will involve going back on the waiting list, for a maximum of 4 months, but it is taken from the date of first referral so you don't lose any time. I couldn't help myself, I had to point out I was referred 5 months ago. I was promised a call a week ago today to confirm my place on this waiting list. Yep, still waiting. I will chase, but I've been a bit busy looking for a new office with working WiFi.
On the topic of the managed letting
The letting agent hadn't been carrying out periodic property inspections, as they are contracted to and requested in writing by me to do. It turns out the dotty old pensioners couple that moved in 2 years ago are, in spite of the let being no smoking, party animals the likes of which would shock Keith Moon. The recently vacated property is yellow inside, stinks like someone died in there and all the carpets are destroyed from wine spills, fag burns and smoke. My request is that they accept some responsibility for not conducting the house inspections and contribute to the repairs. So far I am locked in a battle of wits with seemingly junior customer service agents, and sending emails repeating myself and waiting for the complaints procedure to conclude so I can kick it up to the Ombudsmann. So far they have refused to accept any liability, and their good will only extends to £75. They are also keen to hand the deposit back to the ex tenants.
So what little war chest I have will be depleted spending the time I should be cutting code and being entrapreneurial in dealing with apathetic companies. And any hopes of getting a contract to tide me over seem pretty remote because the contracting sector is folding up in this country thanks to the unfettered ultra vires actions of the seemingly unaccountable HMRC and their cretinous IR35 reforms.
Depressing, innit.
Sent from my CLT-L09 using Contractor UK Forum mobile app
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