  I went for a position, it was as an Office Administrator, the rejection letter was sent as something completely different, a position of Concreter/General Hand. Get the connection? Neither did I. Today the Employment service sent another one clarifying which job I had actually lost, does that mean I get to be a mixer of cement now? No offence, but they can have it. Then I get another letter from the actual employer saying that I didn't get the Office Administrator position either. That is actually really good, because I was going to have to break it to them that I didn't want the damn thing in the first place.
Too many hours, sounds like a bit of a slave environment and the place was hazardous too (got some chewing gum stuck to the arse of my good pants, what happened to safe working environments?). In better news, I checked out the blog of this cool chick it's called 'Honey Texture', check it out here: urlLink http://honeytexture.blogspot.com/ she is in fact dyslexic and not joking around.
Why do they make dyslexic hard to spell when the people who have it are having enough troubles reading and writing? I think they should just call it 'jib' or something simpler. Bloody English language, that's why I only speak Australian (heh). I'll be gone over the weekend, hope to have some good news for you all early next week, if not it will be as depressing as usual. 
