I Hate Connexions
Posted by Richard Artwright on Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I was woken up this morning by a call from Connexions (at about 11am, though). They want me to go to the job centre in the morning on a Monday or a Tuesday (great idea telling me that Tuesday). What they want to do is find out what sort of jobs I'd want. I'm not going to go, whether it might help or not.
I don't care if they've actually managed to help people before. I don't want their help. I do my own thing. I'll run to them if I ever start struggling to cope without money.
I know, I know, I shouldn't rely on my parents (well, actually, my dad doesn't really do anything. Ever. So just parent), but where I live there's rarely anything that I both qualify to be able to do and also that I at least wouldn't mind doing, so I'm likely to be jobless for a while. Who knows, though... In any case, if I get a job, it won't be thanks to Connexions.
I don't care if they've actually managed to help people before. I don't want their help. I do my own thing. I'll run to them if I ever start struggling to cope without money.
I know, I know, I shouldn't rely on my parents (well, actually, my dad doesn't really do anything. Ever. So just parent), but where I live there's rarely anything that I both qualify to be able to do and also that I at least wouldn't mind doing, so I'm likely to be jobless for a while. Who knows, though... In any case, if I get a job, it won't be thanks to Connexions.