I didn’t get much sleep, I went down at 3pm and woke up at 7:30pm. Today was the day I was going to attend the induction for my new job, I prepared adequately with the time I allotted myself, brushing me teeth, showering, apply deodorant and when it came to dressing myself I chose my favourite combo of slim fit blue jeans and a red/black plaid shirt.
The journey to the induction site was uneventful, the shutters at the building I was supposed to enter were closed so I almost circled around but fortunately the store manager appeared from the front door and silently and without motion indicated that I should come through. The layout of the large floor the induction was taking place was mostly made up of desks and stools, there were also large presentation screens. I took a seat in the corner and buried myself in my phone. Within a few minutes a black/white mixed race female moved to sit near me so she wouldn’t be alone. Everyone else appeared to have grouped together too, there were a group of 4 whites (3 female, 1 male, all over 30), later revealed to be supervisors (they’re going through the same induction), several scarfys, about 6 paki females altogether, though they were split into two groups, one of which contained a couple of white women. Almost all the paki females were young, student types, two of the paki females were not wearing headscarves, one of which was from my interview group, found her annoying. There were a total of 4 older white males, and one paki male.
I feel guilty and deeply saddened that almost everyone from my interview/assessment group didn’t get offered a job, they were mostly awkward and I talked them down but they deserved this chance to better themselves and their lives, not me, I’ve gotten a fair deal out of life and been given several opportunities by the white hand, it should have been someone elses turn. Feel retched, hope they stay positive though in this cruel world I sincerely doubt that positively will be rewarded.
The training coordinators were two camp guys, both turned out to be straight though. They were hilarious, great banter and chemistry with each other, the group was in stitches throughout the day. The induction started off with everyone standing up and introducing themselves, the coordinators then roasted the person. I got one the biggest laughs and made my mark when I mentioned I appeared on TV yesterday then when I got roasted, I defended myself by noting that the coordinator had only been an extra so we have about as much screentime as each other. They two of them lightly picked on me throughout the day, this led to another laugh and everyone being shocked by my age when I was asked to declare it in front of everyone.
Highlight of the day was undoubtedly near the start, before I opened my mouth, I was seated with two women and the coordinators referred to our group twice as “girls”.
I made an effort to talk to a few people, I’m finding now that I have stuff to say but I struggle to force it into conversation due to the other person also wanting to speak. I’ll have to resort to just letting people talk about themselves and asking inquisitive questions.
The event lasted 7 hours, there was a 1 hour lunch during which I just went on a long walk since I wanted to have a burger meal later in the day. This is also something I was teased about. On the way home, I noticed someone going in the same direction, I sped past, I then noticed a couple more, somehow walking in the opposite direction, this time I crossed the road. After 10 minutes or so when I thought it finally safe, another coworker appeared, the woman I had been sitting with for most of the day, made small talk and then I escaped, said I lived in another direction. She’s the same age as me but almost a year older, could be my new “quirky guy”.
After picking up cash from home, I went to buy my burger.
My mother appeared to be gleeful when she accused me of “hating myself”, her rationale for why I hate pakis. Not entirely her fault, she just doesn’t know any other way to communicate her thoughts and concerns, it is hurtful however that she thinks the problem lies with me and not pakis at large.
Watched “Last Week Tonight” with my meal and played some MTG Arena. I also bought a PlayStation 3 console for £25, I plan to play “Batman: Arkham Origins” and the Final Fantasy XIII trilogy, the games are dirt cheap, at most £3.00 each apart from “Lightning Returns”. Considering purchasing a skin for the console, it’ll increase the price but I could argue it’ll pay for itself by brightening my room even further with another image.
Stuck up the “Slipknot” poster I got with my most recent issue of “Metal Hammer”, it features a skull, a pentagram and candles.