This began as a tale of two gay men, a cat and an octogenarian. It's not a sitcom but I'm not entirely sure it's real life. As a couple we realised we had a choice: either write about life with the grumpy old dwarf and try to see the funny side or bump him off and put him in the skip outside next door. Since that time we have moved on ... 7 years later I came back to update things! So now there are two men, two dogs and a bungalow in Barrybados.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Do I look like a bloody Care Bear!?


Care Bear STARE
Originally uploaded by Fustigatic.
The social work students are about to leave and find jobs. We discuss interview techniques including what not to do… like the guy who came for the admin/finance post and mentioned he couldn’t add figures, type, and didn’t even know what a mail merge meant. ‘Is that going to be a problem?’

Or the older woman who thought an ability to use chalk in her former teaching post would be an advantage in outreach with young prostitutes as she could draw diagrams on the pavement to illustrate sexual health – she was looking to get her handbag snatched for her pains!

More than once people said they were quite confidential – you either are or you aren’t! They usually gave examples (with names and details) of people they had worked with and whom they had never talked about. D’oh!

One former student topped all these. He missed induction training as he was shacked up in Canada with someone he’d met on the internet. He began by telling me he’d always been a loner, unhappy and on the outside of things until he discovered a web group for large hairy gay men like himself. A little too much information you may think – but then, still out of breath from climbing the stairs and dripping in sweat, he followed it up with ‘they’re called Bears and I find them really sexy. Are you a Bear?’ A little shocked; I blinked and answered ‘No, just a fat bloke!’

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