Okay,Â
so I might have overreacted ever so slightly…
My last post was fuelled with fear from previous experiences at the job centre.Â
I went to my meeting prepared for the worst,Â
I wasn’t expecting to be disarmed by my work coach,Â
who, incidentally doesn’t resemble anything close to a Miss. Trunchbull.Â
She might be more of a Miss. Honey,Â
although I still don’t recall what she looks like through the cloud of adrenaline and anxiety.
I had psyched myself up and was ready for battle...
...nobody was going to bully me into anything - and I intended to play the mental health card!
But what sorcery was this?Â
Was I actually being listened to?Â
Was that a look of concern on her pretty face?Â
Sorry, am I hearing right - You're saying I don’t have to come to the job centre next time because you're booking me a telephone meeting instead?Â
This certainly wasn't the treatment I got when I had to sign on in London.
I almost feel bad for coming on heavy.
But maybe that is what got me heard.Â
Or maybe my work coach isn’t a wolf in lamb’s clothing after all.
My job centre anxiety might be melting away.Â
Moral of the story...Â
Don’t expect the worst... expect the unexpected?Â
Screw looking for a job, maybe I should play the lottery this week,Â
my luck may be about to change!
(This was originally written and published as a LinkedIn post)
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