A Rat In The Job center

When I got to the Job Center my adreneline was pumping from the special branch incident already described plus an old guy tried to run me down by steering towards me.

The woman (civil servant) said next time I can phone to save me coming in, I said ok if it saves me beating up any more corrupt police officers. (there was a previous incident) so I gave her my phone number, then she said I have to put it in manually to my universal credit account, smelling a rat and assuring her that it’s nothing personal, she just has shit empolyers, I told her to forget it, I will come round as normal next time and take my chances with the arseholes.

Never the less what’s happening to me is just not right and I have to endure yet another Christmas isolated from my children and grandchildren for purely political reasons.

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