Meh

Parasite is absolutely brilliant.  Then it was Club 30 – 80.  Which was a good night.

Yesterday was the jazz afternoon.  The first band were the Mark Williams Trio.  They play really long songs.  As in, they performed for about three quarters of an hour and played two songs.  Good stuff though.  They didn’t have CD’s to sell because they forgot them.

Next was Archipelago.  They also didn’t have any merchandise because two of the band were busy all week.  Their stuff is more experimental, but still enjoyable.

Last was the Arun Ghosh Band.  He apologised in advance if he talked to us like children because he spent all week working with schoolkids.  He also didn’t have any merchandise, just cos he didn’t.  They were very enjoyable.  At one point, the sax player from Archipelago joined them on stage to highlight the similarity between the sax and the clarinet.  At the end, Ghosh invited Archipelago on stage for a jam session (it’s my pic for this entry).  And it was absolutely glorious.

Today was signing on day.  Everything went well, until I was asked about what happened with the Amazon thing and I said I left as soon as I heard it was working in the warehouse and it wasn’t compatible with my health issues.

Now, here’s the thing.  I’ve never made any secret about my health problems nor the fact it limits the kind of work I can do.  Yet, somehow, the fact I do have health issues was a complete and utter surprise to my work coach and I think she thinks I’ve made it up.  So, I have to go back next week to review my claimant commitment.  Plus, she’s suddenly decided that the way I’ve been recording my job search, which she’s been fine with up to now, is no longer sufficient and, if I’m not going to let her poke through my email account, I have to print out emails I get confirming receipt of my job applications.

I think she’s lining me up for a sanction.

Will