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Job Corps Insanity Did Not Stop Yesterday
Dec. 2nd, 2010 07:51 pmYesterday I had opened Word Perfect and my e-mail to consolidate the information I had been sending a friend of mine into a letter I was starting to write to the ACLU. Since during the "business" day, they monitor our monitors, they got a screen shot and at the end of one the messages in my thread, there were the words, "These bitches don't get it." So of course at 4:08 PM, my laundry-time is interupted by the R.A. who told me that the Center Director needs to have a meeting with me.
Why yes, the center director, deputy center director, and the CSIO (Center Safety and Incentive Officer) officer that is leaving for a different center, but is the dullard of the two have driven me frustrated enough to bang my head on the desk three times in front of them.
The director starts as awkard as, "What about these bees?" instead of, we have gotten a screen shot of your screen today and are concerned about what we saw.
Center Director has a dictionary in front of her and claims that lord means one who has power. I tell them it means god. I even point-out the definition that says God.
CSIO asks me, "what does the word lord mean in the dictionary of this country?" I told him God. He said no, it means one with power. Before the end of the meeting I asked who was the one with power they were referring to and his response was a higher authority. I told him, "Not everyone believes in a higher authority."
Deputy Director thought we had settled this with our previous discussion. I told her I gave-up on communicating with her.
They at least promise they won't use the words lord and amen again, but did not get what else I wanted from them and claimed that they understand me and want to protect my rights. I've told them, "I don't trust you," and they do not understand why I would want an outside mediator for our conversations.
Deputy Director had to ask me what is ACLU and then asked me if I was going to send the letter. I don't know.
The head banging part got me asked if there's anything else going-on and would my educational counselor have anything to say if they called her? What? You mean my dysfunctional family?
I vented to the educational counselor about ignorance and how I hate it. She says that if they don't get it after two meetings, they probably won't get it. She also thinks accepting at least the part of them not going to say amen and lord in the future and this is a rather temporary part of my life. Except of course I've still been feeling the flares of anger through the night and this day. Then there's the part where these people are still here and will be here on future generations of students. What if the next students doesn't have as strong of a backbone?
Why yes, the center director, deputy center director, and the CSIO (Center Safety and Incentive Officer) officer that is leaving for a different center, but is the dullard of the two have driven me frustrated enough to bang my head on the desk three times in front of them.
The director starts as awkard as, "What about these bees?" instead of, we have gotten a screen shot of your screen today and are concerned about what we saw.
Center Director has a dictionary in front of her and claims that lord means one who has power. I tell them it means god. I even point-out the definition that says God.
CSIO asks me, "what does the word lord mean in the dictionary of this country?" I told him God. He said no, it means one with power. Before the end of the meeting I asked who was the one with power they were referring to and his response was a higher authority. I told him, "Not everyone believes in a higher authority."
Deputy Director thought we had settled this with our previous discussion. I told her I gave-up on communicating with her.
They at least promise they won't use the words lord and amen again, but did not get what else I wanted from them and claimed that they understand me and want to protect my rights. I've told them, "I don't trust you," and they do not understand why I would want an outside mediator for our conversations.
Deputy Director had to ask me what is ACLU and then asked me if I was going to send the letter. I don't know.
The head banging part got me asked if there's anything else going-on and would my educational counselor have anything to say if they called her? What? You mean my dysfunctional family?
I vented to the educational counselor about ignorance and how I hate it. She says that if they don't get it after two meetings, they probably won't get it. She also thinks accepting at least the part of them not going to say amen and lord in the future and this is a rather temporary part of my life. Except of course I've still been feeling the flares of anger through the night and this day. Then there's the part where these people are still here and will be here on future generations of students. What if the next students doesn't have as strong of a backbone?
