Fucking douchcanoes in OD

So, today I had a group session with Triage. I didn’t know what that meant, except that it probably didn’t mean therapy.

I still don’t know what it means.

I dragged myself in for midday, as they’d requested, signed in and said I was there for a group session. They asked me to go on a computer and do a job search (looking at jobs I’d already seen) and someone would speak to me.

So, I go and do the pointless job search. And keep going. And keep going.

For an hour and a quarter.

Seriously.

An hour and a fucking quarter, I’m sat at that bloody piece of crap computer. They know why I’m there. They know what I’m waiting for.

Eventually, just as I’m getting up to get some bloody answers, someone finally approaches me and asks if I’m OK.

Truth be told I’m fucking livid, but I simple ask what the hell is going on and explain the situation.

I’m asked to do more fucking job search while the person tries to find out. However, having been all jobsearched out (there’s only so often I can keep staring at a screen at the same bloody stuff before it drives me mad[er]) I decide to read my book instead.

Eventually, someone deigns to actually, y’know, talk to me. Turns out, the appointment was to meet my new advisor (as my old one, who I’d only actually met once, has changed job in the company [which raises the question as to why I was assigned to her in the first place]) and, as I have an appointment with him already tomorrow, they went ahead and cancelled this one.

Course, they didn’t actually bother their arses to let me know they had cancelled this one. Well, can’t have been easy getting in touch with me. Not when they have my postal address, my email address and my mobile phone number. Very, very difficult.

This is what pisses me off the most. They piss me about like this and all I get is an apology. But if I had to cancel an appointment and didn’t give them any warning, I’d be sanctioned.

And it looks like I’m going to have to email them my CV. For the fourth fucking time.

I’m convinced their way of getting me into work is to piss me off so much I’ll take any job rather than deal with their bullshit.

Will