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I have been having the week from hell!, i dont really have anyone to turn to so i thought id come in here..Im not even sure that this is in the right section so if its wrong then please lock it and slap my hands :\
So, i went back to college last month at the (not so) tender age of 25 to retake my second level beauty therapy as when i first signed up for it 2 years ago, Mr Sebastian decided he'd let me know he was in there, i really did try to make a go of things and stayed on the course until i was 36 weeks pregnant before they withdrew me from the course as id had so much time off with all my midwife and scan appointments that there was simply too much work to catch up on for me. So i went on my way, had Seb' and went back to college again when he was 15 months, came out with a level 3 diploma in business administration..But my beauty therapy played on my mind..I saw it as the year that got away from me. So, since seb started nursery (he's now 2 years old) i thought id be able to dedicate more time to it.
Well, i thought that this year was going to be it, id pass it with no problems..Then myself and Sebastian got very poorly, he developed a chest infection and myself an ear infection which caused me to lose my hearing temporarily! So in total i had 2 weeks off college until i was 100%, my mother always told me to stay away until your 100% back to yourself, and i always followed that advice and still stick by it thesedays!
Anyway, I had the same tutor i had 9 years ago and even back then she hated me and treated me rather unkindly!..The cheeky little asshat even told me i needed make up, well she needs a bag over her head so she can stop taking the planets precious oxygen but i didn't say that unfortunately...So, i paced myself for a serious nagging! Well, when she eventually did speak to me i felt like i was treated no better than the dirt on her shoe, when asked when i didn't catch up the work, well because no one told me what I had to do!..And then i said well, would you work when your ill? or your kids are so ill they demand every bit of your time?, no i wouldn't either..After that she gave me nothing but a dirty look!..Later that afternoon the manager came into the class i was in and wanted to speak to me, ive also known her for 9 years, so i knew she was pretty intense..Really strict indeed.
My day got worse, they said they we're withdrawing me from the course
, so now im over £160 out of pocket from my uniform and the kit!..Through no fault of my own!, no one understands that i have kids and they always come first no matter what im doing!, so i was rather cross and asked her what the hell im supposed to do with a £105 which is now useless?, or my £50 uniform which is now also bloody useless!!..Her reply..What about an apprenticeship?...Wake up you bloody daft bint..Im 25!!..No apprenticeships will have me as im too old!, when faced with someone who is 9 years or so younger than me, they will always picked the younger person..Its rather f**king messed up!
My mum has told me to complain as they've basically discriminated against me, but to be honest i just dont have the fight in me to do it, yes they've angered me to a point where i was ready to chop my tutors head off with a rusty guillotine (chance would be a fine thing), but i suppose ive made my bed and now ill have to roll over and accept my fate i guess.
I just cant help but feel like ive failed my son, the only reason i took that stupid, frigging course was to try and increase my chances of getting some sort of job and being able to provide all those lovely things for him that a working mum should..I just wanted him to be proud of his mum and not think of me when he gets older as some lazy old scrote who did nothing with her time..I have had a cry about it but still, i feel so much pent up rage and i just cant get rid of it :\
Thanks anyway for listening to me pour out my soul...Its much appreciated.
So, i went back to college last month at the (not so) tender age of 25 to retake my second level beauty therapy as when i first signed up for it 2 years ago, Mr Sebastian decided he'd let me know he was in there, i really did try to make a go of things and stayed on the course until i was 36 weeks pregnant before they withdrew me from the course as id had so much time off with all my midwife and scan appointments that there was simply too much work to catch up on for me. So i went on my way, had Seb' and went back to college again when he was 15 months, came out with a level 3 diploma in business administration..But my beauty therapy played on my mind..I saw it as the year that got away from me. So, since seb started nursery (he's now 2 years old) i thought id be able to dedicate more time to it.
Well, i thought that this year was going to be it, id pass it with no problems..Then myself and Sebastian got very poorly, he developed a chest infection and myself an ear infection which caused me to lose my hearing temporarily! So in total i had 2 weeks off college until i was 100%, my mother always told me to stay away until your 100% back to yourself, and i always followed that advice and still stick by it thesedays!
Anyway, I had the same tutor i had 9 years ago and even back then she hated me and treated me rather unkindly!..The cheeky little asshat even told me i needed make up, well she needs a bag over her head so she can stop taking the planets precious oxygen but i didn't say that unfortunately...So, i paced myself for a serious nagging! Well, when she eventually did speak to me i felt like i was treated no better than the dirt on her shoe, when asked when i didn't catch up the work, well because no one told me what I had to do!..And then i said well, would you work when your ill? or your kids are so ill they demand every bit of your time?, no i wouldn't either..After that she gave me nothing but a dirty look!..Later that afternoon the manager came into the class i was in and wanted to speak to me, ive also known her for 9 years, so i knew she was pretty intense..Really strict indeed.
My day got worse, they said they we're withdrawing me from the course
, so now im over £160 out of pocket from my uniform and the kit!..Through no fault of my own!, no one understands that i have kids and they always come first no matter what im doing!, so i was rather cross and asked her what the hell im supposed to do with a £105 which is now useless?, or my £50 uniform which is now also bloody useless!!..Her reply..What about an apprenticeship?...Wake up you bloody daft bint..Im 25!!..No apprenticeships will have me as im too old!, when faced with someone who is 9 years or so younger than me, they will always picked the younger person..Its rather f**king messed up!My mum has told me to complain as they've basically discriminated against me, but to be honest i just dont have the fight in me to do it, yes they've angered me to a point where i was ready to chop my tutors head off with a rusty guillotine (chance would be a fine thing), but i suppose ive made my bed and now ill have to roll over and accept my fate i guess.
I just cant help but feel like ive failed my son, the only reason i took that stupid, frigging course was to try and increase my chances of getting some sort of job and being able to provide all those lovely things for him that a working mum should..I just wanted him to be proud of his mum and not think of me when he gets older as some lazy old scrote who did nothing with her time..I have had a cry about it but still, i feel so much pent up rage and i just cant get rid of it :\
Thanks anyway for listening to me pour out my soul...Its much appreciated.
I can't believe they would treat someone like that. I take it they don't have kids if they can't understand...
