Full pic:
Still one of my favourite pics of me and my oldest nephew.
Got a phone call on Monday about a job I applied for. They took some details and told me they’d email with a link for a maths test and an English test. Monday evening I get an email telling me they’ve enrolled me on a foundational skills maths course which’ll give a qualification equivalent to a GCSE grade C.
The problem with this is that I already have a qualification that is that. Well, that and they didn’t warn me about this.
I emailed them back on Tuesday to ask what this was about. Turns out, they just decided I’d want to do the course, but “if I no longer wish to participate in the course”, to let them know.
I simply replied that I never wished to participate to begin with.
Oh, and Tuesday morning, they emailed me the link to the tests. One was an assessment in foundational skills maths.
So, yeah.
I made different slow cooker Dr Pepper ribs on Sunday:
These ones tasted a lot better, probably because I had to mix the Dr Pepper with barbeque sauce. I might add more Dr Pepper next time, I couldn’t really taste it.
Monday, I’m going to see the Dropkick Murphy’s. My first gig of 2023 and my last as a 44 year old. I have my earplugs, I have my pint holder and, if their set at Slam Dunk North is anything to go by, it will fucking rock.
Will
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