I wonder where I should start this blog. So much has changed in the past few months, and I do believe that things have changed for this humble Internet Troll. Sometimes you go on a quest that is your choice, and others you are poor old Bilbo who was kicked out his own home by a cranky old wizard, forced out of your warm home where everything is familiar. That’s how my journey started. I started October as a comfortable blogger where I could express my opinion on the news of the day, working hard every single day on my blogs and my art, developing the skills I want to build. My life was perfect. And then my life was turned upside down by no fault of my own, and I was involved in skills training course that was going to get me a job at the end of it.
That started on Oct. 30th, 2017. I have to say, because that was not my choice, I was cynical about the course at first. Especially the first day. It felt like I was in a class where the teacher was holding the hands of a bunch of kindergarten students, where were talked about ourselves. It felt like pulling my teeth, talking about my life with a bunch of strangers that I was meeting for the first time. I don’t have an anxiety disorder, but I am a private person by nature (go figure, I’m an INTJ). I had major doubts. I have 3 diplomas from College – Journalism, Web Journalism and Animation – and some of the people I was in class with hadn’t even graduated high school.
I felt like a fish out of water. I liked living in my highly intellectual world where I blog every single day about what I think of our culture through the news of the day, and doing some drawings. I was kinda overwhelmed, because I figured that I knew pretty much how to live, and I was in a skills course that was suppose to give people a ‘second chance’. I wasn’t like any other person in the course. Of course, on day one, the worst kind of person revealed herself. She was one of the most entitled people I had ever seen in my life. You know what I blogged about, so you could imagine exactly how I felt about that person – she was all about how the workplace needed to conform to her wishes, and if she was late she always had a ‘good’ reason for it. Being the introvert that I am, it took a while for me to say, you’re not entitled to a job, and if your attitude is that, you’re not going to have a job (spoiler alert, she didn’t complete the course). So, yes, there are SJWs in the real world.
I was introduced to many new concepts during that first three weeks in class. The course brought up all kinds of new ideas which have helped the manufacturing industry over the past 100 years, preparing all of us for a job at a meat packing plant. If you worked hard in the course, and you worked hard at the placement at the factory, then you would get a job offer. One of the first was 5S and lean manufacturing. This introduced me to the idea of Kai Zen, which means slow gradual change. I don’t have to have a perfect life right now, but I am getting better, and that is what is essential.
During the first week of my placement, I was continually wondering, am I even going to be able to handle the fast placed of the factory. Where does an intellectual like myself fit into a plant whose purpose is to send thousands of packages of beef and pork every single day? I was overwhelmed by the sheer pace of the place. Fortunately, I had started to exercise every single day because that makes you more intelligent. That helped me while I had to tray 300-400 10lbs roasts a day for three days.
It was on the Sunday after the first week of placement when I realised something. I was frustrated that I didn’t get to blog every single day, and I wasn’t sure how I fit into that plant. I wanted to quit the course, but that would have some severe financial consequences. I felt like the mouse in a punishment maze, and I hated it. I wanted a manifest reward for my work, and it was up to me to find that prize, because I didn’t see it during the first week of placement. And I knew I needed to find something in this experience that helped me focus on a reward. And then I realised something; I could use all that finances this new job will bring to fund what I want to do. My life may not be the perfect ideal right now, but if I worked hard and continued to do what I wanted, I could make my life better, slowly but surely.
So, what the hell do I want to do? First, I want to write a book for next year. Then I realised that I could save the money and use it for my writing and art projects – and a solid goal appeared in my mind. I wasn’t there for the instructor, my family, my fiance; I was there for myself!
I can pay for a self-publishing company to create the ebook on iBooks and the Kindle store. Expect that this Nov. of next year.
And at the new job, I could see how I can make that plant a new project in itself, learning every single part of the factory and figure out what can be improved. The review after the placement was over was fantastic, they were very interested in me learning about the plant, knowing that was my real strength. The teacher must have put that idea into their ears, which has me excited about that job, which I officially start Sunday.
More importantly, I learned that I did fit in with my classmates, and I have several new friends, and I am shocked by how useful this course has been for me. Those relationships all borne out of a situation that I wasn’t entirely comfortable with until my second week at placement, and they have become a source of new strength because those friends are the people I am fighting for when I write this blog. Us humble neckbeards and Internet Trolls need to stick together because people want to take everything that makes life fun away from us, and we will fight for our right to party!
If you are struggling to find employment, there may be a course like this in your hometown, which can change your life. If it isn’t, start fighting for it – putting it into every single person’s ear from the welfare office, because you can fight for and find employment and get that second chance at life.
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