When I failed my GCSEs I was bullied and held up as The Thick One. Family, friends, no one understood and I was devastated.
I failed because at the time the school did study leave and my parents refused to let me study. Had I been allowed to study in school I would have at least passed. Well maybe. I'd not been able to do any coursework either!
Anyway the point remains that every where I went looking for work I was turned away and told to resit. My parents wouldn't pay for me to do that - I was thick shit and had proved it so time to get a job and pay towards my keep.
However, I found a course which would accept people with no qualifications. I had to start below GCSE level and move my way up in my chosen career path. Which I did. I got a lot of fun made of me and my parents were extremely pissed off that I wasn't paying salary to them for my keep (they demanded 80% and yes it was for them). I was the only woman in courses until I got to uni (then I was one of two in a class of 150!). I got my degree, postgrad, and professional qualifications and got fully registered. I didn't have many years in work due to my disability but I got there!!. At uni my parents sent me a letter saying they were going to sue me for the money they'd wasted on having me and refused me any contribution towards my education and they were disgusted.
So no qualifications aren't worthless and yes people do come out with horrendous things. At the time every paper was full of a load of shit about GCSEs being soooo much easier than the GCEs they'd recently replaced and anyone could get an A (no A* s then).
Fast forward 20 years I was asked back to the school to give a talk about what I achieved (as it turned out my parents had showed off about my career to the school, to keep up appearances
). I was the only one in my year who went to uni and had a career and for many years. So I was asked to do an inspirational talk to the year 11s (think it's year 11, was year 5 GCSE year). I agreed thinking it an excellent idea given the grades I didn't get and how I managed it. Turned out the staff hadn't bothered to check my grades (my teachers having long since died or retired) and just saw my job title and letters after my name added two and two and got twenty two (as a friend of mine used to say) and assumed I'd be talking about all my hard work to pass my GCSEs. I knew they'd made a mistake when I began and the glares I got from staff and the atmosphere! The talk they got was how to achieve if you don't get the grades, they wanted a talk about working yourself into the ground to get those really high grades. I got asked a lot of questions and it felt positive from my point of view. The kids engaged and asked questions.
However, after I was taken to one side and told in stiff tones they'd not need my help again and I should have been more up front. I heard from my parents neighbour staff were livid that someone who was clearly just thick had been allowed to pretend to have achieved when they were so obviously lying! So I popped photocopies of my certificates (all of them!) in the post just to make my point and that was that.
Sadly 99% of people at that school have a goal of working in tesco stacking shelves (nothing wrong with that but that's held as The Goal) and the other 1% get bullied for being snobs. That's what we were all told we would achieve and sadly it's still the same now. Having people in who achieved, even if they'd failed all their GCSEs would have been a lot of help for me. The school has a horrendous reputation for exclusion and people not achieving (unsurprisingly).
I know this is long and yes I've said it before but I think it's important.