“You’ve beaten my Kung Fu skills!”
Last year I did this three week program called WorkTrack. I didn’t want to do it. They made me. There were the recent migrants, the recent school leavers, the laid-off labourers, the women in their 40s, and me. My fellow course attendees soon picked me as the creative, interesting person, and the one with no fear of getting up in front of the group when they needed someone to explain the brainstorming session results.
Two guest speakers got us to do a little join-the-dots exercise that was supposed help us learn to “think outside the square”. Literally drawing lines outside a square is not quite the same as learning to think laterally.
It was interesting, but I found it boring and ultimately frustrating. The careers counsellors couldn’t figure out what kind of work I should be pursuing and I left with a badly-written, inaccurate “professional” CV, but no idea of great career direction.
So I was at a gig a couple of weeks ago and a friend of mine was like “OMG! Why aren’t you doing the PACE programme?” I’d actually discussed it with one of the career counsellors back on WorkTrack, but she’d said I didn’t have any qualifications or relevant work experience, so I should get a job on a call centre instead. But with my friend’s enthusiasm I made an appointment with my case manager and not only am I on PACE, but I’m now doing a year-long programme about developing creative and business skillz. r@d!
Which brings us to Kung Fu Girl. Today on the programme we were doing this neat little mind control exercise (yeah, doesn’t it just sound like a cult?) which resulted in her not being able to bend my arm due to my superior mind control skills (totally freaky cult) and she made the comment about me having beaten her Kung Fu skills.
And that’s way more fun than WorkTrack ever was.