1) Vile coffee. Not sub standard or passable coffee but vile, gut wrenching coffee. Instant coffee so traumatising you would have thought you were pouring scolding water onto a sachets worth of dehydrated dog turds.
2) Death by PowerPoint. Not only do trainers insist on using templates that have been psychologically proven to bore yet provoke homicidal tendencies in adults, they then cram them with every morsel of dialogue the day contains. But that is only the ailment. The slow spiral of death begins as the speaker begins to read the text to you in a voice that induces multiple toilet breaks, a voice so void of character and interest you wish it were possible to have it subtitled with emoticons just so the speaker can gauge the audience's perception.
3) An average luncheon. In this particular case I was spared the delectable spread of imitation Digestive biscuits and margarine heavy tuna sandwiches cut into triangles. Why triangles I've always wondered? A cucumber sandwich cut in the shape of a dodecahedron, now that would ensure positive feedback on the day's evaluation form.
This training day however provided no such luncheon, another casualty in the public sector bonfire that is austerity? Or the burning effigy we all long to become cinders. You decide.
- I write in order to avoid talking, for you see as a human, I suck at talking
Location:Several leagues below content.
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