We had a work experience kid in this week. I know ‘kid’ sounds a bit patronising, but although this guy has just got his A-level results and is about to go off to Warwick (and thus must be about 18), he didn’t look a day over 12. I felt a bit embarrassed talking to him without his Mum in the room. On his first day, bless him, he came in wearing a suit and tie. That looks funny enough at the best of times in this part of Soho (which is full of trendy media types), but for a young lad who still looks like he ought to be wearing short trousers, it was particularly amusing. Fortunately someone told him to ditch the jacket and tie before he was introduced to me, or I’m not sure I would have been able to keep a straight face.
If you’re wondering what he’s doing here, the immediate answer is that he’s someone’s cousin or something. But really, I agreed to it out of guilt. Everyone seems to be talking about how business owners need to be doing more work experience and internship schemes or soon every single young person in the UK will be out of a job (or something). So I felt bad about the fact that we haven’t had anyone in at all for at least two years.
On the other hand, there’s a very good reason for that: I think it’s a total waste of everyone’s time. I know that’s not a very progressive attitude, and I’m all for social responsibility in general. But the thing is, however much willing they show (and not all of them do), there’s virtually no chance of some school leaver being able to do anything useful in the space of a few days. And however much I tell the person in charge of them (and there always is someone, you’ll be pleased to hear) that they should spend the minimum amount of time possible on it, it never works out like that. Arranging the whole thing, showing them round, introducing them to people, setting them up at a desk, keeping an eye on them – all this stuff takes time. And this time could be spent a lot more productively elsewhere.
The girl who’s in charge of this week’s kid is a perfect example. She’s very conscientious and very thoughtful, and I know that she’ll go out of her way to make sure that he has an interesting and edifying week. Which is nice, but I’d much rather she was working (I suppose ideally you’d give them to someone with no interest at all to look after, but then it ends up being even more of a waste of time).
I’m guessing people will tell me that I’m missing the point here; that we have a collective responsibility to try and do something for the next generation – after all, how else are they going to become more employable? And I sympathise with that point of view, I really do. But the thing is, there’s a war on (economically speaking). Times are hard, and I need all my best people working their socks off to get us out the other side. Not sitting around with 18-year-olds talking about who’s on at the Reading Festival. Things may have started looking up a bit lately, but I’m still more worried about the people I currently employ, as opposed to people I may employ in the future. If that’s regressive, so be it.