Am I This R3t@rded?

Most of the people who know me, also know that I’m currently unemployed. Or, “in between jobs” if we’re gonna pretty up the sentence. So, I thought I’d write a little entry about my current and forced upon situation.

I recently got a letter from a Norwegian office called NAV, which is basically the same as many other countries’ offices that handle the unemployed, that I’m called in to something they call the Job Club. Whee! This basically is a course, which I won’t even get papers on ever completing, that will teach me to be a good applicant, use the internet and also up my assumed low selfesteem. If I don’t attend, they’ll pull my paycheck. Yay!

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I create websites… I have worked in sales all my life… and I sure as fuck don’t have low selfesteem! This all proves that none of these “skills” is something i lack. And it proves this course is bullshit!

I can’t for the life of me understand why the fuck they can’t have some kind of  individual meeting with each of the participants prior to these “courses”, and then make a verdict if people are in need of this lame shit or not. Personally, I really don’t understand why the fuck I’m there. I’m not socially retarted, I actually know how to use the fucking internet and my selfesteem sure as fuck isn’t on rock-bottom levels, making me incapable of talking to other human beings. In fact,  I’m actually above average intelligent, with absolutely no need for a course in, for the most part, common fucking sense.

The work we are being given, where we have a deadline for completion in no less than 3 days, I finish in one hour. And the fucking instructor denies it being possible. That is until I walk up with the completed work, shove it in their face and say -”YES IT’S FUCKING POSSIBLE FOR PEOPLE BORN WITH A BRAIN!” The instructor whispers -”welldonekimverygoodwork” and hopefully don’t misjudge me, or any other person ever again.

There are people who of course will have need for this, some more than others.
There’s a 40+ year old man attending the Job Club. At first glance, he seems quite normal and capable. This assumption is WRONG! There is nothing but empty space between his ears! AIR! Or, maybe not air, just a vacuum. I actually suspect his brain imploded, leaving him semi-retarded. Sitting there with that moron look on his face…

I won’t bother post up an example of what he says or does, because I know you all have met ‘tards like this at least once in your life. The ones standing or sitting around with absolutely no thoughts is their heads, and a dead stare straight forward. You know what I’m talking about. Commonly known as stupid.

Well, I actually do feel kind of offended being sent there. It’s a waste of my time. I could do real job searching with that valuable time. Not sit there listen to a bunch of Homer Simpson’s, only less intelligent…

Still, I make the best of it. I have to. Or else i fear my own brain will implode and make me into a socially retarted zombie. So stupid I wouldn’t even know how to eat brains…

Fuck you NAV. Fuck you nice and good… with a broken off broom stick.