The Aardvark Blog

For too long aardvarks have been teased or ignored in the online community. This blog encourages disabled bisexual atheist feminist Socialists to stand shoulder to shoulder with aardvarks in their struggle. And to find out what their struggle actually is.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Nearly employed now.

Got my job (placement, but never mind) interview tomorrow; the bloke on the phone told me it was an 'informal chat,' which presumably means it isn't a proper interview but a quick look on their part to see just how much of a maladjusted sad freak I am, and I'll be given the job (placement, but who's counting?) if I don't come in naked/give them a display of uncontrolled Tourette's Syndrome (I do tend to shout FUCK!!! occasionally, but that's only when I hear about the latest id card fiasco or dead Iraqis or what-bloody-ever I voted for)/have a swastika tattooed on my forehead. So that would maybe do all right.
I told them rather a lot of half-truths to get onto the programme; there was a list of Potential Problems in the Job [free] Market, and I couldn't really say I was homeless or used illegal substances, and the man asked me eventually (about half-way down) if I felt I 'would be discriminated against on the grounds of [my] gender or sexuality'. I automatically answered yes - I'm a woman living in the patriarchy, of course I'm going to be bloody discriminated against - and he asked how. I made up some gibberish about people not wanting me to work with children because of my sexuality
"Are you gay?"
And I just said "yes," and that was it, it had been said, it wasn't inside my head any more. I said it was a half-truth and of course it is, but it would have been just as bad to say 'I'm bisexual' and I wouldn't have got any points for that.

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