28 October 2008
This is not how it was meant to be, Disability Discrimination Act
You have not even applied for the job.
They call you because they have found your CV under a rock and think you look good.
You do look good.
They invite you to interview.
You accept.
During the course of the acceptance, you mention you are disabled.
They call you back the next day and check you really do want to come for interview because you have said you are disabled and they think you should know the job is Very Physical.
You say that is fine, all your jobs are very physical.
They say, "I don't understand how it would work."
You threaten to stab them with knives*
They call back an hour later and cancel the interview for 'unavoidable' reasons.
They promise they will call back.
You do not hold your breath.
*You don't really
They call you because they have found your CV under a rock and think you look good.
You do look good.
They invite you to interview.
You accept.
During the course of the acceptance, you mention you are disabled.
They call you back the next day and check you really do want to come for interview because you have said you are disabled and they think you should know the job is Very Physical.
You say that is fine, all your jobs are very physical.
They say, "I don't understand how it would work."
You threaten to stab them with knives*
They call back an hour later and cancel the interview for 'unavoidable' reasons.
They promise they will call back.
You do not hold your breath.
*You don't really
27 October 2008
A definition of Cripple
I had one tea bag left. I filled the disability-themed mug too high and had to pour half of it in the sink. In my stockinged feet I slipped on a random bit of floor, spraying tea around the room and chipping the mug.
I earn my DLA, me.
I earn my DLA, me.