Peace

I’m sort of glad Triage hasn’t phoned me to, just keep giving me fuel to add to the fire which will burn you (metaphorically of course), the reason I am glad is because apparently they had found an opening at Kennoway Co-op after months (and I mean months) of waiting to hear any word back from the application form I filled out, they wanted some to start at 6 o’clock in the morning when the post clearly stated 5, not happening in my books. The man covering for Vicky said he would phone Monday telling me if he arrange something with the manager, so far, so good. Silence from the bureaucrats at Triage, I could live with silence. Which reminds me, my advisor failed to mention that there is a new work placement advisor that’s just started there, I could have did with this information the last time I was at the dole but I tell you something nice people, I’m going to push for the NHS placements I was supposed to be put on regardless of how many people get upset (that will be Vicky). Why should I play there game when I can bend the rules? Why should I sit here and let them pull the strings when I can cut them and break free? I know that sounds like rebellion but I don’t see why not, I’m tired of being cast from person to person without any answer and I am tired that no-one is bothered to help me, I’d sooner help myself (which I have been doing, in small doses). Anyway; on a lighter note; my old blog has reached 2,326 page view and this blog has reached 8,092 page views (there has been traffic on both blogs).