Job Centre Anxiety: Preparing for the worst

Okay, 

so I might have overreacted ever so slightly…

My last post was fuelled with fear from previous experiences at the job centre. 

I went to my meeting prepared for the worst, 

I wasn’t expecting to be disarmed by my work coach, 

who, incidentally doesn’t resemble anything close to a Miss. Trunchbull. 

She might be more of a Miss. Honey, 

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? 

Was I actually being listened to? 

Was that a look of concern on her pretty face? 

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? 

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. 

Or maybe my work coach isn’t a wolf in lamb’s clothing after all.

My job centre anxiety might be melting away. 

Moral of the story... 

Don’t expect the worst... expect the unexpected? 

Screw looking for a job, maybe I should play the lottery this week, 

my luck may be about to change!

(This was originally written and published as a LinkedIn post)

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