Today I started Job Search Training. It's kind of like heading into jail for two hours every morning, up some concrete steps, through a small hallway & into a sterile neon lit room with uncomfortable grey plastic chairs. It's still better than a soul freeze office job tho. They teach us basic things that we will never master, like punctuality and manners.

This is how it went;

It's my first day so I have to introduce myself to the other unemployederinos,

'Just see if you can tell us your name', the trainer asks.
I struggle, 'nahhh..' I look around 'Umm.. OH! My name is Pablo!',
'Great!' I passed.
'And do you have any hobbies Pablo?',
'Uhh.. I like to write..' I begin scribbling into a notebook,
'Great! So today's class is about decisions and practicing positive decision making! Now, we all make decisions everyday, sometimes we make bad decisions, how about you Pablo? Have you ever made any bad decisions? Do you have any regrets?'

What do I say? I could speak of the time I spent three years in a couch smoking pot and playing Sega, or the time I left my brand new red electric guitar on the train, or mention howI left a rat trap in the kitchen with the door opened which gruesomely killed our favorite pigeon, or maybe about the time I didn't wear a.. oh I give up! 'No'...

'Great!, Ok so what about decisions we make every day? How about you?..' He looks at the big bespectacled Kazakh in the corner,
'Did you have breakfast today?' *groan*
'Yes, I had it today' The Kazakh answers in a strong accent.
'Do you have breakfast everyday?'
'Yes, every day I have breakfast', the seriousness and eagerness of the Kazakhs answer amuses me.
'What did you have?' Jebus.. wtf..
'Yes, I had a vegetable pastie & tea'
'Do you have the same breakfast everyday?'
'Yes everyday it is what I eat for breakfast'
'Great!'..

AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!