This bring me to Connexions, I say that word with such venom that if I spit right now my screen with burn with the acid on my tongue. These jumped up crapheads, yes I said crapheads, kind of looked me up and down, and asked me what I wanted, so I asked if they would help me on my journey to been an accountant...to which the reply was "What qualifications have you got, because if you have over 5 GCSE's and over level 2 in any qualification, we cannot help you." So I said well I'm screwed then as I have over all of those, I seem to have shot myself in the foot. She then said " It's the government who has stopped our funding for people with over 5 gcse's."
So yet again those bastards are messing with my future in accounts. I was very dejected at this point, so I decided that the world can kiss my large buttocks. Now due to my age, I also have a very hard time getting anywhere in life, as the young whipper snappers can be paid low wages compared to me having to get national minimum wage. Fucking kids....jesus I mean I've had my baby so I'm ready to start my career! I'm not dumb, by all means I might not be no brain surgeon, but I learn fast, can use a computer and I can charm anyone when I need to...in theory.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment