>>2044938I was recently forced to go on a socialisation for work course by the DWP (British Government department), it was either that or spend a day a week with the other euthanasia candidates at the Job Centre.
For the first session, I ensured that I looked presentable. I wore an ironed shirt, tie, blazer, hat and brogues. The session itself was held in a large room where the various attendees sat in a circle. We each had to introduce ourselves, say why we thought we were there and describe some of our life history and interests. Everything was fairly predictable. The woman next to me was particulary tedious, she had become too nervous to work after someone pinched her ass in a Tesco Metro. I stood up to take my turn. I carefully watched people's changing reaction as I revealed more of myself. At first they were positive, I think the woman even started to see me as a potiental love interest. Things started to become condescending when I began to talk about my family, one ignorant cunt found it necessary to whisper "poor little rich boy". As soon as I let slip that I was a Linux user who watched anime about Japanese school girls, the other asocial outcasts in the room decided that I was some sort of child molesting hacker, who was going to go after their credit card details.
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