The sun is gone, but i have a light
I enroll at college next month. I’m going to do an English A-level night course. I’d do it during the day, but I simply cannot stand the regime of being at college all day. The last full time day course I went on, there were too many 16 year olds who had just picked that course randomly, they never worked and just disturbed everyone else. Dinner-time lasted an hour and a half, which was completely unnecessary. I ended up just walking round town bored out of my skull. It didn’t feel like an atmosphere of getting some work done, it was more like a hang out and while that may be OK for some, I’m 19 now and I’ve messed about for too long…
Work is interesting, this summer period has been a strange one for us all. We all go to work everyday and a lot of us seem to be feeling bored and frustrated, I look around and everyone seems unsatisfied, or at least they give off that vibe. It doesn’t help that none of us can get any holidays booked, I would like to get a few days off just to break the routine if anything. Its been an odd year working at the call centre, but a very justified year. I’m thankful they gave me the opportunity to work there as I was running out of options this time last year, I’ll cast you’re mind back to last year for a moment…
January 2003. A new year has started. It’s been 7 months since I left college, and during that time I haven’t got a job or nuffin. Me and my mate Ben go down the field everyday complaining at how hard life has been towards us. I turned down 2 full time job offers, much to my parents annoyance. A couple of months pass and decide to end it with Ben, he keeps calling me but I just simply don’t reply. I go to a couple of interviews but a dangerous pattern emerges…I’m not get the jobs offered. Then the big job calls, Barclays bank set up an interview for me, but I get rejected again…now there is nothing, I can’t even get job interviews anymore. Things look pretty bleak until I see an add for a call centre job. I ring them up and the rest is history.
I miss Ben. He was my best friend for about 6 years, no-one understood how I felt in this world except him, because he was going through it too. We both had a difficult time at 2nd school, and we both felt crippled by our experiences there. By the end though, our relationship soured because we were both going no-where and I called it off. His last words to me in person were “Go on, fuck off then”
I passed him in my dads car a month back, he was holding hands with this girl. The first thought through my head was “How the hell did HE get a girlfriend”, but whatever, I just loo back poignantly at our times together.
Work is interesting, this summer period has been a strange one for us all. We all go to work everyday and a lot of us seem to be feeling bored and frustrated, I look around and everyone seems unsatisfied, or at least they give off that vibe. It doesn’t help that none of us can get any holidays booked, I would like to get a few days off just to break the routine if anything. Its been an odd year working at the call centre, but a very justified year. I’m thankful they gave me the opportunity to work there as I was running out of options this time last year, I’ll cast you’re mind back to last year for a moment…
January 2003. A new year has started. It’s been 7 months since I left college, and during that time I haven’t got a job or nuffin. Me and my mate Ben go down the field everyday complaining at how hard life has been towards us. I turned down 2 full time job offers, much to my parents annoyance. A couple of months pass and decide to end it with Ben, he keeps calling me but I just simply don’t reply. I go to a couple of interviews but a dangerous pattern emerges…I’m not get the jobs offered. Then the big job calls, Barclays bank set up an interview for me, but I get rejected again…now there is nothing, I can’t even get job interviews anymore. Things look pretty bleak until I see an add for a call centre job. I ring them up and the rest is history.
I miss Ben. He was my best friend for about 6 years, no-one understood how I felt in this world except him, because he was going through it too. We both had a difficult time at 2nd school, and we both felt crippled by our experiences there. By the end though, our relationship soured because we were both going no-where and I called it off. His last words to me in person were “Go on, fuck off then”
I passed him in my dads car a month back, he was holding hands with this girl. The first thought through my head was “How the hell did HE get a girlfriend”, but whatever, I just loo back poignantly at our times together.
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