My least favourite state institution, the (un)employment agency, tossed at me a lifebuoy today. I had a missed call from them from nine in the morning (how can they assume that an unemployed person is up this early?) and I called back at noon (as soon as I woke up). My requalification request was granted and starting in March, I’ll be dispatched to a three-week geek course.
I’m as pleased as annoyed. I’m not exactly in the habit of getting up in the middle of the night (that is, morning for people with day jobs), commuting to the other end of the country (it’s a small country) and spending a whole day seriously focusing on something. Every. single. weekday. (I know, I know, welcome to normal life.) On a less depressing note, I will come in contact with fellow people, which I’m not in the habit of doing either, so I hope to learn more about the species.