Doesn’t matter what level you teach at, you end up with some twatheads. I hate the fact that rumour has gone around that I want to be an MCSE teacher/trainer.
See, what happened was my trainer took me into a room – it had glass you could see through, so rape wasn’t really a possibility – though perhaps they like to molest adult males in full view. I don’t know, but I know I wasn’t molested.
The conversation went something like:
“So what do you think about teaching here?”
“You mean me teaching?”
“Yeah – I think you’re smart, you talk and communicate well...
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I was slouching rather than sitting down. Aside me sat a woman, a face I couldn’t see, but a voice that boomed advice like a megaphone taped to my ear. On the otherside an old man. A crazy old man, with skin that was hanging off his rather than being a part of him.
Wedged between them, this was not private fantasy I had pursued. The room was dark, with a musky smell that was too prominent not to notice. The woman complained that the smell was making her dizzy, the old man however was pursing his lips together, as though...
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Actual physical pain through dreaming? It’s an interesting sensation, to actually feel, breathe and live in your dreams. You wake up wondering whether or not it happened, and if it did, why there’s no evidence of it.
I didn’t actually get to sleep until the early hours of the morning, and even then, by my count, I slept 3 to 4 hours. I guess this is fine for me, because it means I’ll fell pretty knackered today. I don’t normally feel this awake for so long unless I’m having a serious period of insomnia or I’ve had some coke.
One of the...
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