Job Corps Review:Life On The Inside
Welcome to yet another episode of Job Corps Review: Life On The Inside.
Todays post will focus on the living accomodations. I am, of course, talking about the lovely bunk beds with the wonderful, unpadded mattresses, the thin, itchy sheets, and the short, drafty blankets. Said top bunk is accessed by a ladder, of course, but said ladder would be attached to the bed frame on a normal bunk bed. Not so for the lovely Job Corps edition, which features a ladder as likely to drop you on your ass as to allow you access to the top bunk. Said top bunk also has no railing, so if you slip out, tough shit. Job Corps isn't liable for injuries, of course.
Moving right along, we come to the lockers. The tiny, intrusive lockers with the flimsy combination lock. Said lockers have minimal room for your things, and can be opened at any time by intrusive staff. I don't know about you, but the idea of strange people foddling my unmentionables gives me the chills.
Lastly, there is the size of our dorm rooms. Or more specifically, the lack of size. Tiny, tiny, tiny. But most damning of all is the cell-like atmosphere of said rooms. My roommate and I have nicknamed ours 'Mansions Paradise.'
I have a lovely view of the grimy, dirty roof from my little slate window.
Well, i'm out of time. This has been another edition of Job Corps Review. Until next time, America!!!!