Tuesday 21st December. I had very good recovery weekend, I personally bad as it gets. And the start of the week (on Monday I went to my real-world side job) would have varied can not be.
first Our lecturer, trainer and surrogate mother has left the vessel drifting at times, she is on holiday. We are all week (in sporadic supervision of two young social workers and an equally young labor mediator) quasi-free and can fool include us in the festive days. On Thursday, 23 December, and even held our very own Christmas party, the anticipation grows.
second We went on field trip to a museum. The theme of the exhibition: "work", what else? Our troop strength measures about 20 men, half of them from the construction and metal, so really hard men - not those campy snob like me.
About the exhibition itself I will not lose too many words. We took a guided tour, the leader agreed with me later in the discussion that both exhibition and leadership had significant design flaws. After the tour, remains
the group recorded for over half an hour in the waiting room, there are large windows staring and sofas to sit on. Some people have complained of the hard men of the futility of the exercise ("This exhibition is all well and good, but what has brought you this now?") And then nods off and his head hanging sideways. The social worker accompanying
us that after the tour actually stimulate another round of talks would have to leave the heart. In discussions with us, it has definitely not in the mood more - too bad.
We jet off again to the labor camp. Or would you prefer Arbeitslosenreaktivierungsundintegrationslager? Prekariatswerkhof? Grounds for forced implementation of a Measure?
It is noon. I'm sitting in the cafeteria, eating spinach with eggs and potatoes, and have before me are the line with a (mostly already read) multi-page article on sleep deprivation in our society. This topic seems to be quite popular right now cope. The least people (whether efficient or lazy) now know the value of healthy sleep. You can not relax anymore, are constantly "on edge" - even in her free time she is constantly booming with loud music, computer games or television. From the lack of relaxation, the resulting inability to concentrate, which has some people recognized for over 50 years (see z.Bsp. Erich Fromm, "The Art of Loving", page 125).
Even young children can see their permanent fatigue and poor diet. Only once asked by the way: Is it normal that most children of 3-8 years, but tender but clearly visible blue eye rings?
against me about three women in my group take place. They take off their jackets not. Frantically, they eat their noodles with Wurstsoße lament, while angry about this damn action, all the shit and so on. After the last noodle is swallowed, they pile up their three plates immediately and rush out into the cold, the smoking island.
I'm still sitting there, my plate is now almost as empty as a canteen. At one table sits still, the socio-educational staff, and has eased. A couple of guys short haircut and Hoodlum Kappus come in with wide open mouths, they yawn long and hard in the chord. "Is quite contagious, huh?" Vorgähner says.
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| Live fast, die young. |
The article makes the group later in the round and might almost have a conversation and raise awareness on the issue raised would not be half of us suddenly been dismissed because of any invalidity.
How about fatigue Maintaining Institution 2010?
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