Don’t get too excited… in OD

About the news in my last entry.

Went to the meeting today to find out what I’m going to be doing for my work boost and fill out the necessary paperwork.

Said meeting never happened. It had to be rescheduled. But I did find out that I would be going to somewhere called VOX in Stockton and that I would be doing labouring.

Labouring.

Fucking LABOURING?

Really? I mean, really? Are they taking the fucking piss? I’ve no problem with the job, it’s just not for me. Anyone who’s seen me kinda knows I’m not built for it.

Besides, every time I’ve spoken to my employment coach (still a fucking stupid job title BTW) about this subject I stated that I would like to do retail work (for which I have experience) or office work.

So what kind of time warp did I fall through where office or retail suddenly becomes labouring work? How does that even make sense?

And it’s not as if I can just get through it and look forward to going back home for the holidays, as I thought I would be able to. Turns out that I don’t start till a week on Monday. Which means that I don’t finish till Christmas Day.

Not attending is something I would desperately love to do. Sadly, that would mean losing my benefits.

Still, at least I might get a new pair of boots out of it.

And I can’t wait till January. The feedback they will inevitably ask me to leave about my time at the place will make for very, very uncomfortable reading.

Will