Days three and four passed in blur of repetitive exercises and observing interviews in the adjacent office after the lunch break. Josie’s clients were almost all women in their sixties with limited skills, which translated as limited options. On day five, four clients remained, all of whom had been unable to find employment of any kind following the closure of the factory they’d worked in for most of their lives and had now reached the end of their Government Allocated Unemployment Period. Their options were confined to domestic or commercial cleaning, except for one fortunate citizen – smart clothes, neat hair and a pleasant voice – who was offered the position of security guard in an outer suburban shopping centre. Emma remained unsure why the foursome had been referred to the second flo
