Job Corps Review, July 2008.
Welcome, one and all!
Time for the July edition of Job Corps Review, Life On The Inside.
Well, most of the PJCC is away for summer break, but those of us who have collage classes must stay, and take our break at a later date.
When I first heard this, my reaction was, Cool! Less girls on the floor means it will be quieter! Well, on the plus side, I was right about that. It is quieter. Unfortunately, that tiny blessing came with a bunch of curses, as well.
Vacation Food.
Not good even at the best of times, Job Corps food has taken on a whole new low over this vacation. If I were to judge, I would say that they cooked everything for the whole vacation at once, found out they didn't cook enough, and have just been reheating the leftovers rather then cook anything new. I swear to god, we have been offered the same things the whole time. And you can taste it! The chicken fingers have been reheated so many times they're taking on the properties of rubber. The rice is bone dry. The pizza is stone cold! We have been offered the same plate of ham every day for the last four. They don't even try to hide the fact that it's the same one. The only thing they can't ruin is the pre-packaged cereal, but that will only take you so far. I think I’m developing scurvy.
Lack of Communication.
This has been a big problem sense day one. The management here expects us to do things, and don't tell us about it, or they spring things on us five minutes before they happen! Like a few days ago, for example. It was the weekend, and my roommate and I stayed up till dawn watching movies, as neither of us had a class the following day, and as it is a holiday, the dorms are open 24 hours. Well, we get to bed about 6AM, and around 7:30, they bang on the door, turn on the lights, and tell us that people are coming in to clean the carpet, and that we had five minutes to be out of the building. Gee, ya think they could have said something, oh I don't know, THE NIGHT BEFORE?!?!?!?!?! Five minutes is not enough time to get up and ready on a normal day, let alone on less then two hours sleep!!!! I'm still tired from that!!
And here's another one! Every month or so, the big wigs come to "inspect" our dorm rooms, so we have to clean them. The first time I was here for this, they did not say anything about it, just left a checklist of thinks to clean on each of our doors. Now my roommate had a late class that day, and wasn't due back till 4:30-5PM, so I thought "Well, I'll just wait for her" Well, come an hour later, the dorm supervisor comes in, and she tells me off for not cleaning, then tells me I can't go to dinner until the whole list is done!!! What was that they said, about treating us like adults? Nowhere on that paper did it say the cleaning had to be done within a specific time frame, just that the inspection was the next day!
Then there are the people who "supervise" the dorms. They're called R.A.'s. Resident Antagonizer, as I like to think. They lord over everything like a bunch of wannabe queens. I guess they are all very dissatisfied with their own lives, because they all seem to feel the need to make our lives hell. Popping into our dorms at all hours without knocking. Talking and laughing right outside our doors all night when we need to get up early for classes. Just last week one of them woke my roommate and I up in the pre-dawn hours having a screaming argument with her boyfriend on a cell phone. For some reason she felt the need to do this, not in her office at the other end of the hall, but leaning against the wall right next to our door. And don't even try to issue a complaint, because these "ladies" are not above telling lies to get out of trouble. Last month, every single girl on the floor complained about one R.A. Is she still here? You bet she is!
Well, that's all I have time for right now. Tune in soon for another edition of Job Corps Review.