laura_seabrook | Employment Hopes

Went to an appointment at an employment agency last Thursday.

They're specialists for disabled employment. My disabilities are mostly to do with d=stress, and they are going to help me find some employment that would utilise my skills and that I can cope with. I haven't done much towards that goal just yet, but after the interview I was optimistic.

Then, on the bus to Kotara I sat next to a drunk (or rather he sat next to me). He was trying to get to Windale, but kept waking up and thought that I was with him. He kept trying to caress me newly dyed (red) hair, and wanted me to get off the bus with him. Also, mostly at random, he accosted the other passengers and wanted to know what they were laughing at, dropped his change and beer (he was drinking directly from a bottle) and falling asleep.

When I got off the bus I told him I was going to a job interview so that he wouldn't follow. I white lie, and one I figured he wouldn't want to check out. I was right.