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  • Bestefar Johannes’ famile. (In Norwegian).

    Gjennom oppveksten, så fikk vi jo stadig høre, at bestemor Ingeborg, kom fra fin familie, i Danmark, og pleide å gå på slottsball, på Amalienborg slott, eller hva det het det igjen, der hun var.

    Men når jeg kikker på bestefar sin familie, morfaren min da, så kan jeg jo ikke unngå å bli imponert, over noen av de forfedrene hans, selv om det kanskje ikke er sånn man burde skryte av, at morfaren sin, har så flinke slektninger osv., men sånn som situasjonen er, at man blir tullet med, av det meste som kan røre seg, virker det som, så tar jeg det med her likevel.

    En som het Berhof Ribsskog, var vel grandonkel, til bestefaren min, hvis jeg har skjønt det riktig.

    Og han ble doktor i psyokologi, visstnok, og stod bak mye av reformarbeidet, bak den nye normalplanen, i grunnskolen, i Norge, etter krigen.

    Og det gikk mye på, skjønte jeg, at man skulle vekk fra den gammeldagse puggeskolen, at man bare pugget det som stod i en bok, som latin f.eks. da.

    Og nå skulle man vel mer, lære og forstå, hva man gjorde nå da, ifølge den nye normalplanen for grunnskolen da, ettersom jeg skjønte.

    Så hvis dette er riktig, så er det nok mange som har hatt litt flaks her, av skoleelever i Norge etter krigen.

    Hvis det ikke hadde vært for dette, så måtte man kanskje sittet å pugget salmer og latin og sånn, hele dagen da, og skolen hadde blitt enda kjedeligere.

    Hvis jeg har skjønt det riktig da.

    Så han her, Bernhof Ribsskog, han synes jeg må ha vært en dyktig kar.

    Fordi, det er greit at de i familien til bestemor, var sjefer for forsvaret i Danmark, og industrimagnater, og dommere ved den internasjonale domstolen i Haag, osv.

    Men, han her grandonkelen til bestefattern, han kom vel fra mye fattigere kår, vil jeg tro, i allefall enn de fra morsiden til bestemor, i Danmark.

    Han jobbet først som lærer, i noen år, for å få råd til å studere videre, virket det som, hvis jeg forstod det riktig.

    Og han virket også, ettersom det jeg leste her.

    Så var han ikke bare en sånn ‘nerd’, som var god på det faglige, innfor pedagogikk osv., men det virket også som han var en oppegående person, med ikke så værst dømmekraft, når det gjaldt mer generelle ting også.

    Så jeg synes godt muttern og de kunne ha skrytt mer av bestefattern sin familie også.

    Men det er mulig at de gjorde det, bare at jeg har glemt det.

    Nå er jo muttern død, så jeg skal vel ikke klage for mye på henne, men bare for å forklare da.

    Her er mer om han grandonkelen til bestefattern da:

    Hvorfor ble Sagene lærerskole til?

    Sagene lærerskoles historie går tilbake til fredsåret 1945, og navnet var "Statens lærerskoleklasser i Oslo". Det var stor lærermangel ettersom det var utdannet få lærere under krigen. Dessuten mistet en del lærere stillingen fordi de hadde vist dårlig nasjonal holdning. Av de ni lærerskolene som fantes i 1945, var bare fire i gang og det ble uteksaminert bare 60 nye lærere.

    Rektor Trygve Dokk ved Tromsø off. lærerskole hadde tatt et initiativ for å minske lærermangelen. Han ringte under krigen til skoleinspektøren i Oslo, Bernhof Ribsskog som fra 1938 var formann i Lærerskolerådet, men som ble avsatt av nazimyndighetene i 1941. Dokk og Ribsskog var kjente fra studietiden, og begge ble tildelt doktorgraden i 1931, Dokk i teologi, Ribsskog i filosofi. Dokk foreslo en plan for delt lærerutdanning for studenter etter den gamle planen for lærerskolen. Dokk regnet med at krigen tok slutt i 1945 og ville at det de siste to år av krigen skulle være en slags korrespondanseskole kombinert med kurser og praksis, for etterpå å ta et avslutningsår ved lærerskolen. Skånland skriver: "Men Ribsskog syntes ikke han kunne tilrå en slik særordning da han sommeren 1944 fikk planen forelagt i sin helhet, og det hele ble foreløpig oppgitt. Men så i 1945, da Ribsskog påny ble formann i Lærerskolerådet, ble tanken tatt opp igjen. Nå gikk den igjennom som en rent midlertidig nødsordning, og den gamle eksperimentskole på Sagene, Anna Sethnes skole, ble arnestedet." Lærerskoleklassene holdt til i den nye bygningen fra 1926, og "skolen skulle bare bestå i 3 år og nedlegges i 1948" (Sageneskriftet: 18f ).

    Lærerknappheten var størst i Nord-Norge, og det naturlige hadde vel vært at lærerknappheten der ble møtt med å øke utdanningskapasiteten i Tromsø, men av Lærerskolerådets brevjournal framgår det at Dokk som rektor ved Tromsø off. lærerskole i brev 02.07.45 meldte at Tromsø lærerskole ikke kunne ta opp mer enn en klasse straks. Han uttalte seg samtidig om "delt" undervisning (lærerutdanning med mellomår til praksis) og ville for øvrig gjerne være med på rektormøtet som skulle holdes.

    Så det ble Ribsskog selv som startet lærerutdanningen på Sagene, og han bestyrte også virksomheten det første året. Det offisielle navnet var som nevnt Statens lærerskoleklasser i Oslo, og det var et var et uttrykt ønske fra departementet at tiltaket skulle avhjelpe mangelen på utdannede lærere, særlig i Nord-Norge.

    At lærerutdanningen ble plassert hos Anna Sethne var ikke tilfeldig. I de siste fem årene før krigen begynte, ble det vedtatt nye lover for folkeskolen, og den gamle middelskolen ble erstattet av realskolen og gymnaset. De to første årene på realskolen tilsvarte de to første årene på gymnaset slik at en kunne gå over til tredje gymnas etter to år på realskolen. De nye lovene la grunnlaget for et omfattende reformarbeid, men krigen satte en stopper for gjennomføringen. Som vi skal se, var både Ribsskog og Sethne sterkt involvert i reformarbeidet. Disse to personlighetene kom til å sette sitt særpreg også på lærerskoleklassene. De ville vekk fra bokskolen, puggeskolen, og skape arbeidsskolen der eleven lærte gjennom egenaktivitet.

    Bernhof Ribsskog

    Som skaper av Sagene lærerskole fortjener Bernhof Ribsskog (1883-1963) en nærmere omtale. Vi lar Anna Sethne foreta den første presentasjonen: "Av utdanning var han folkeskolelærer, psykolog og realist. Hans avhandling for doktorgraden i 1931 var: "Eksperimentelle bidrag til læringens psykologi". Som lærer i lands- og byfolkeskolen, skoleinspektør i Skien 1919 til 1929, i Oslo fra 1929, hadde han grundig kjennskap til folkeskolens planer, pensum og arbeidsmetoder. Dr. Ribsskog hadde allerede gjennom flere års forskerarbeid søkt å trenge inn i psykologiske problemer. Hans studium har spent over et stort område av pedagogikk og pedagogisk psykologi. Han har utgitt følgende skrifter: Film som undervisningsmiddel 1921, Bidrag til evneprøver i snekkerfaget 1926. I 1936 utga han Standpunktprøver i problemregning, Evneprøver for 1. klasse i folkeskolen 1941. Som formann i komiteen for pedagogisk forskning har han, dels alene, dels i samarbeid med andre, utgitt en rekke publikasjoner: "Undervisningsplanene i folkeskolen 1936, Dearborns gruppeprøver 1937, Karakterer og karaktergivning i 1938, Rettleiing for lærere i Kuhlmann-Andersons gruppeprøver for 1. klasse i folkeskolen 1947. Gjensittere i folkeskolen 1948. Han har også skrevet en rekke artikler i skolepresse. I 1951 skrev han: "Hva barna lærer også uten lekser". Dr. Ribsskog eier en intuitiv forståelse av barnet og en klok vurdering av forskningens resultater, som hjelper ham til riktig avlesning av situasjoner og forhold som beveger barnet. En følger hans rettleiing og rådgivning i Normalplanens mange avsnitt med beundring".

    Og litt senere i artikkelen: "Når Normalplanen ble en merkepel i norsk skole var det fordi skolen hadde mannen som kunne reise den, dr. philos. B. Ribsskog. Barnet er det sentrale i skolen, dets sunne og harmoniske utvikling, og dets utrustning for hjem og samfunn er den bærende linjen. Denne linjen kan følges punkt for punkt: i fagfordeling og timetall, i undervisning og arbeidsformer – i læremidler, karakterer og karaktergivning m.m. Normalplanen er en oppslagsbok for alle med interesse og ansvar for ungdommen" (Sethne 1953: 53). Så langt Anna Sethne.

    Vi lar også Rolf Bull-Hansen få et ord med i laget: "Jeg vil ved dette høve dra fram en side ved dr. Ribsskogs virke, hvor hans innsats har betydd noe avgjørende, nemlig den del av Normalplanene som vedkommer formingsfagene, sløyd, tegning og kvinnelig håndarbeid, hvor bruddet med hevdvunnen tradisjon kanskje var tydeligere enn på mange andre områder i skolen". Og videre: "Jeg minnes en liten episode som er karakteristisk. Det var i 1931 at en del lærere og lærerinner med særinteresse for formingsfagene kom sammen til møte for å danne en sammenslutning. Målet var å arbeide for en bedre samling av fagene og å fremme en utvikling i samsvar med nyere pedagogisk forskning. Ved dette høvet var det – som nesten alltid – noen som så skjevt til saken og ikke ønsket forandringer i det bestående. De prøvde å velte det hele ved å få saken utsatt i håp om at den skulle koke bort.

    Da grep skoleinspektøren inn – nettopp i det skjebnesvangre øyeblikk og på en slik måte at stiftelsen av Norsk tegne- og håndarbeidslærerforbund ble virkelighet"(Bull-Hansen 1953:86).

    Ribsskog var født 1883 i Flatanger og tok lærereksamen ved Levanger lærerskole 1903. Etter å ha vært lærer i Flatanger 1903, i Trondenes 1905 og Trondheim 1907 ble han student 1912 og cand. real. 1917. I 1935 tok han initiativet til at Oslo skolestyre opprettet Komiteen for pedagogisk forskning, og han var formann helt fram til 1957. Andre medlemmer i den første komiteen var overlærer Erik Eide, skoleinspektør i Asker Olav Hegna, cand. philol. Halvard M. Lange. Komiteen publiserte flere undersøkelser. Den første rapporten som komiteen sendte ut, hadde tittel "Forarbeid til nye undervisningsplaner". Det var et grunnleggende arbeid for den senere Normalplan for folkeskolen av 1939 (Ness 1981:7260). I 1935 ble Ribsskog også medlem av "Plankomiteen for den nye skuleordninga". I det samme året ble han utnevnt til formann for Lærerskolekomiteen, som Kirke- og undervisningsdepartementet nedsatte 8. juli 1935. Komiteinnstillingen kom alt 16. november samme år. Lærerskolekomiteen gikk inn for at staten burde overta lærerutdanningen, og derfor skulle alle private lærerskoler nedlegges eller omdannes til statsskoler. I 1936 ble Ribsskog formann for Normalplankomiteen for folkeskolen og, i 1938 ble han utnevnt til formann i Lærerskolerådet. Dette ble opprettet 1890 som Eksamenskommisjonen for lærerskolene og fra 1961 avløst av Lærerutdanningsrådet. I 1938 ble Ribsskog også oppnevnt som formann for Komiteen for revisjon av undervisningsplanene for folkeskolen. Han hadde med det stor innflytelse over utformingen av Normalplanene for by- og landsfolkeskolen av 1939. Disse var sterkt preget av reformpedagogiske tanker, særlig den generelle delen. Den generelle delen ble utformet av Ribsskog personlig under et opphold i Trøndelag sommeren 1938. Med seg hadde han den 20-årige Asbjørn Ryen som assistent /medhjelper. Asbjørn Ryen var født 1918 i Oslo og tok senere – i 1942 – lærerprøven ved Oslo lærerskole, før han fra 1945 til 1973 ble knyttet til Sagene lærerskole. Ribsskog var medlem av Arbeiderpartiet og deltok også i Sosialistisk skolelag, som mye fungerte som et diskusjonsforum, forteller Gjermundsen. Ribsskog ble arrestert i 1942 og satt på Bredtvedt, men han slapp å bli sendt til Finnmark ettersom han hadde blødende magesår, forteller Ryen.

    http://home.hio.no/~rolf/kapittel1.html

    Dette er jo hentet fra noe som ligger på Høyskolen i Oslo sine servere, ser jeg.

    Og de, tullet jo fælt med meg, da jeg skulle over til Sunderland å studere i 2004.

    De rotet bort søknaden min, sendte ikke søknad til lånekassa, som de sa.

    De sa det var umulig å få ekstrajobb, ved siden av studiene, i Sunderland.

    De fant på unnskyldninger, må man vel kunne si, for å ikke gi meg Erasmus-stipend, i Sunderland, men de avslo søknaden og to klager.

    Omtrent som myndighetene i Norge og England holder på nå, med å dikte/fabrikere unnskyldninger, til å ikke gi folk det de mener de har rett til da.

    Noe sånt.

    Jeg kunne skrevet hele natta om det på HiO antagelig, men det blir litt kjedelig, og jeg har vel ikke tid til det egentlig, så jeg får heller skrive mer om det, ved en senere anledning.

    Vi får se.

    Med vennlig hilsen

    Erik Ribsskog

    PS.

    Det hørtes litt rart ut noe av det jeg leste nå.

    Han Bernhof Ribsskog, ble satt i fengsel av tyskerne, i 1942, stod det.

    Men hadde magesår, så han slapp å bli sendt til Finnmark.

    Det hørtes kanskje litt rart ut da.

    Men enten var vel noen av tyskerne litt humane da, eller hva det kan ha vært.

    Det er ikke godt å si, men jeg kan se om jeg klarer å finne noe mer om det.

    Så får man håpe at det ikke var noe lureri med han.

  • Tull på flyplassen i Detroit, i februar 2005. (In Norwegian).

    Tull på flyplassen i Detroit, i februar 2005. (In Norwegian).

    Da jeg bestemte meg for å dra fra Sunderland i 2005, og prøve å få meg en jobb i London, siden studiene gikk rett vest, grunnet, at Lånekassa tulla med studilånet mitt, og at HiO tullet med godkjenningen av fagene mine i Sunderland, enda disse var godkjent som del av en engelsk Bachelor Computing grad.

    Så dro jeg til London, så skjønte jeg ikke hva som foregikk, siden folk overalt, så så rart på meg, og jeg hørte folk ringe, når jeg gikk på Harrods f.eks., at nå er han på Harrods osv.

    Og hvis jeg dro på det store 24 timers Sainsburys supermarkedet, i Kensington, midt på natta f.eks., siden folk oppførte seg så rart der, så hørte jeg vanlige London-boere, pent kledde overklasse, eller business, folk i drakt/dress osv., prata om, at der er han og han og sånn.

    Så det var helt sykt.

    Så dro jeg til Europa, eller fastlands-Europa, og der skjedde mye av det samme.

    Jeg tror politiet må ha brukt meg som noe Target-guy, og spredd rykter om meg, gjennom noe uro-nettverk, for å få ned noe mafia, eller noe da.

    Noe sånt.

    Så jeg var i Frankfurt, og da var jeg så sliten av det her, så jeg hadde bestilt meg billett til Mallorca, var det vel, for å slippe unna det her, som jeg ikke skjønte så mye av.

    Så var det søren meg en, ved innsjekkinga, til flyet til Mallorca, som kjente meg igjen også.

    Så da hadde jeg fått nok.

    Jeg hadde jo endelig fått studielånet, noen uker før, ganske mye penger, for de sendte meg pengene til universitetet og, men de tenkte jeg, at jeg kunne jo betale senere, når jeg fikk meg jobb og kontroll osv.

    Så, bestemte jeg meg, for å dra til USA da.

    Kanksje tingene var litt mer normale der, for jeg ble nesten sinnsyk av hva som foregikk i Europa, for jeg skjønte ikke noe.

    Så kjøpte jeg en billigbillett, med Lufthansa, til Detroit da, fra en sånn butikk, på flyplassen i Franfurt, som solgte ganske billige rest-plasser da.

    Da fikk jeg en billett dit, for 600-700 Euro, tror jeg det var, og det var ikke så galt, siden flyet gikk samme dag.

    På vei over Atlanteren da, så dukket flykapteinen, eller hvem det var, opp, og skulle gi alle sånne lapper, som man må levere ved imigrasjonskontrollen, i USA.

    Men da han hørte at jeg var norsk, så fikk ikke jeg noe lapp, for han hadde vel ikke norske lapper da.

    Disse lappene, er på omtrent alle språk.

    Så kom jeg til imigrasjonskontrollen da.

    Så hadde jo ikke jeg noe lapp, siden kapteinen ikke ga meg noe lapp.

    Så leita jeg etter norske eller engelske lapper der da.

    Så hadde dem ikke det.

    Så begynte han ene imigrasjons-medarbeideren, og skrike ‘Sprechen sie Deutch’, gjennom halve hallen der.

    Og jeg snakker nesten ikke tysk, bare de enkleste tingene, som jeg har lært, da jeg har besøkt tanta mi, i den tysktalende delen av Sveits, (Aesch, ved Basel).

    Og fra England, hvor jeg har bodd hos en engelsk familie, som tok imot språkskole-studenter, og hvor det også bodde språkstudenter fra Tyskland.

    Og fra da jeg studerte i Sunderland, hvor universitetet, hadde egne leiligheter, for studenter fra utlandet, så jeg delte leilighet, med mange tyske studenter blant annet.

    Så jeg svarte ‘Nich sehr gut’.

    Siden jeg kan bare de enkleste orda.

    Og jeg skjønte ikke de spanske lappene osv.

    Jeg skjønte ikke hvorfor de ikke hadde engelske lapper.

    Jeg tror kanskje jeg begynte å skrive på en engelsk lapp, eller noe, også sa en medarbeider der, at jeg måtte skrive på en fransk lapp.

    Så noe var det vel.

    Så ble jeg kallt inn til avhør, hos en immigrasjons-kontroll-medarbeider, som sjekka alt i bagasjen min, og gikk gjennom alt i lommeboka mi, og som tok fingeravtrykk, og som foretok et avhør av meg, hvor jeg måtte sverge, ‘To tell the thruth, and nothing but the thruth, so help me God’, eller noe sånt.

    Og det holdt meg der, i mange timer, før de nektet meg innreise, og skrev noe greier i passet mitt, og truet med at jeg måtte være i fengsel, til neste dag.

    Jeg måtte kjøpte en retur-billett, til Europa, og de sendte meg med et fly, Air France, kanskje, til Paris, og så måtte jeg dra med et annet fly til Oslo, med SAS.

    Så hadde de holdt igjen kofferten min.

    Så jeg måtte bo på hotellet på Gardermoen, en natt, fordi kofferten dukka ikke opp før neste dag.

    Det var fordi at amerikanerne hadde gått igjennom kofferten igjen, siden de fant en lighter i kofferten min, så var dette noe sikkerhetsrisiko da.

    Selv om dette var på vei tilbake igjen, til Europa.

    Så sånn var det.

    Skal jeg se om jeg finner et bilde jeg har av passet:

    PS.

    Jeg hørte amerikanerne, på immigrasjons-kontrollen i Detroit, snakke om, at Lufthansa, ville ikke hjelpe meg, med å selge retur-billett, til Europa osv.

    Så derfor ble det til, at jeg kjøpte billett med Air France, til Paris, og så videre med SAS, til Oslo.

    Fordi, jeg ville heller ikke dra tilbake til London, som de også foreslo, pga. de nevnte problemene ovenfor, det var ganske stressende å være i London, uten at jeg egentlig skjønte hva som foregikk.

  • Er det noe lureri med Federica fra Sunderland også? (In Norwegian).







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    federica mauro

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    Sat, Jun 21, 2008 at 12:48 PM





    To:

    Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>





    Erick,

    that's just one of my funniest picture about my childhood. I was running and I fell down, hitting a bench with my face, then my uncle take that picture becouse it was very funny.
    There's actually anything strange in the photo, and, especially, anything that involved you!
    I just decided to add a new picture on facebook. It has no strange meanings, I simply like it! The other picture is in my university (not in a jail!!!), the day of my degree, i was very happy and actually it has no strange meaning as well…

    About the question you made me, I think that these questions are actually strange..
    I actually don't rember about all these details in Sunderland you're asking. I probably needed to go to the bath-room, in a physiological way!
    There's anything hidden in our flat in Sunderland. Actually, believe me!
    I hope you stop with this state of mind and this kind of questions…i really don't have any connection with whichever you think i have!!!!

    take care of you…
    Regards

    Date: Fri, 20 Jun 2008 09:20:56 +0100
    From: eribsskog@gmail.com
    To: fede_piitooo@hotmail.com
    Subject: Re:

    Hi,

    I thought your picture was strange as well.

    So I thought something must be wrong.

    And you didn't answer the question I wrote, why where you hiding in the bath-room.

    So I think it was a bit strange.

    Erik

    On 6/19/08, federica mauro <fede_piitooo@hotmail.com> wrote:

    Erik,
    I hope you're not upset becouse of my last message on facebook.
    I really didn't meant to upset you with it.
    I tried to be a kind of ironic, but i think the sentence was wrong in the meaning, or maybe it wasn't a good idea…

    I'm really sorry about it…

    I hope you're fine
    Best regards and, please, let me know

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  • Lurings fra Dörte Gensow? (In Norwegian).

    Jeg ringte Dörte Gensow nå, som studerte i Sunderland samtidig med meg.

    Hun studerte vel media, mener jeg å huske.

    Jeg ringte hun nå, for hun sender så mye søte/rare meldinger til meg, ‘girlfriend’-musikkvideoer, og søte bilder av pusekatter osv.

    Selv om jeg selv ikke visste at vi var så gode venner.

    Men men.

    Og jeg har sendt henne flere meldinger da, på Facebook, som hun ikke har svart på.

    Så ringte jeg BT number enquieries da, så klarte de å finne mobil-nummeret hennes i Tyskland.

    Ikke dårlig.

    Så sier jeg hei da, og forklarer hvem jeg er.

    Men selv om hun sender sånne søte bilder osv., så virket hun ikke så glad over at jeg ringte.

    Hun begynte å klage over, at hun og noen venner, skulle gå ut på byen, om 10 minutter.

    Jeg spurte henne om hun hørte noe fra Julian og Iwo, to andre tyske studenter, fra Sunderland.

    Julian, bodde i samme leiligheten, som søstra mi og venninna hennes, Siw, bodde i, da de var på besøk i Sunderland, jul og nyttår, 2004.

    Og da var Julian i Sunderland i juleferien.

    Det samme med Iwo.

    Mens f.eks. Dörte, dro hjem til Tyskland, i juleferien der.

    Den siste kvelden, som søstra mi, og Siw, var i Sunderland, så ville de ikke spise middag, sammen med meg.

    Men de spiste sammen med Julian, virka det i hvertfall for meg.

    Noe var det vel de gjorde i den leiligheten.

    Søstra mi kom inn i vår leilighet, og spurte om jeg hadde noe mat, som de kunne låne, etter at de vel hadde spist middag, eller at tiden for middag var ferdig.

    Så ga jeg henne en pose chicken-nuggets.

    Og dagen etter, så fikk jeg tilbake denne.

    Men da var de chicken nuggetsene, så vasne, så jeg la de vel i frysern, men jeg spiste de ikke.

    Men plasten var ikke åpna, så søstra mi hadde vel tint dem litt da.

    Av en eller annen anledning.

    Sånn virka det.

    Men men.

    Tilbake til samtalen med Dörte.

    Hun prata med Julian, på telefon, fra tid til annen.

    Men Iwo ville hun ikke prate noe mer med, etter at han gjorde det slutt.

    Hun forklarte at hun var egentlig fra den østre delen av Tyskland.

    Men ca. det siste halve året, så hadde hun bodd i Munchen, i forbindelse med at hun fikk en jobb der.

    Mens nå er hun arbeidsledig igjen, ettersom jeg har skjønt det.

    Jeg prøvde å spørre henne, hvorfor hun sendte så mange søte bilder og girlfriend videoer osv.

    Men da skjønte hun ikke hva jeg sa.

    Hun har studert i Sunderland, et halvt år, men hun prata vel mest med de tyske medstudentene sine der, som det var ganske mange av, så det ble vel så som så, med engelsk-læringen, da kanskje.

    I Sunderland, så pleide hun noen ganger å snakke til meg på tysk.

    Så svarte jeg på engelsk.

    For da funka kommunikasjonen.

    Jeg har ikke hatt tysk på skolen, men jeg har besøkt tanta mi, i den tysk-talende delen av Sveits, i 10-12 dager, sommeren 1987, sammen med søstra mi.

    Og da gjorde tanta mi litt narr av meg.

    Hun spurte om jeg skjønte hva hun og datteren hennes Rahel, sa, når de pratet sammen på tysk.

    Og da måtte jeg innrømme, at jeg ikke prøvde å skjønne det engang.

    Det hørtes rimelig uforståelig ut for meg.

    Men da prøvde jeg i hvertfall, så lærte jeg et par ord i hvertfall da.

    Vi hadde meg geitost, eller noe, vel.

    Og lærte jeg, at det het käse, eller hvordan det skrives.

    Så da skjønte jeg noen ord etterhvert da.

    Og året etter, så var jeg og tremenningen min, på språkreise i Brighton.

    Og der var det også noen tyske språkstudenter, som bodde i samme hus da.

    Hvis det ikke var, da vi var der i 1990.

    Det var mange språk-studenter der da, jeg tror det var tyske studenter der hvert år.

    Og da plukker man jo opp noen ord, når man prøver å kommunisere med de.

    Det var en dansk språkstudent der og, fra Kjøbenhavn.

    Men han skjønte ikke norsk, så jeg og tremenningen min, måtte prate engelsk til han.

    Så sånn er det.

    Og i Sunderland lærte jeg litt tysk og.

    Så jeg klarer meg ganske bra, hvis jeg er på ferie, eller reiser, i Tyskland, for de fleste tyskere, snakker jo ganske bra engelsk og.

    Men sånn er det.

    Jeg beklagde til Dörte, eller Dorte, som jeg kaller henne da, etter Dorte Skappel, eller Dorthe Skappel, eller hvordan det skrives.

    Men han bulgarsk-tyske typen hennes i Sunderland, Iwo.

    Han gjorde et poeng av, at Dörte, på engelsk, uttales ‘dirty’.

    Mens jeg sa ‘Dårte’ da.

    Og hun het vel egentlig ‘Dørte’, på tysk.

    Men men.

    Hun sa at hun ikke skjønte hva jeg sa på engelsk.

    Hun sa også, at jeg tenkte for mye.

    Men jeg synes ikke det er så rart, når man uten videre, får sånn søte bilder, og girlfriend-videoer, uten noen foranledning, på Facebook-siden sin.

    Jeg beklagde, at jeg ikke kunne tysk noe bra, og at jeg skulle prøve å bli flinkere.

    Så sa jeg ‘Auf Wiedersehn’, osv., eller hvordan det skrives.

    Og ‘habe eine gote Freitag’.

    Jeg vet ikke om det er riktig tysk.

    Det er nok ikke det.

    Men jeg prøvde i hvertfall.

    Og jeg beklagde igjen, at jeg ikke var noe flink i tysk.

    Da sa hun, at jeg prøvde i hvertfall.

    Hun var ikke helt fornøyd.

    Og jeg synes ikke hun var så hyggelig.

    Og i Sunderland, så fulgte hun med på alt jeg gjorde, og tror det var derfor hun satt foran pc-en hele tida, i loungen der, for da skrev hun det, i meldinger, på pc-en, til noen, mistenker jeg, at hun rapporterte hva som skjedde der, f.eks. hva jeg gjorde da, muligens, til noen, på pc-en.

    Det er mulig.

    Men det skal jeg ikke si for sikkert.

    Jeg synes det er rart ihvertfall, at hun poster sånne meldinger, også er hun ikke noe hyggelig, og heller ikke fornøyd, når jeg ringer.

    Så tror jeg det er noe lureri ute og går her.

    Så får andre finne ut hva de tror.

    Men det tror i hvertfall jeg.

    Så får vi se hva som skjer.

    Med vennlig hilsen

    Erik Ribsskog

    PS.

    Her er de bildene og den videoen, som hun Dörte har sendt meg den siste uka, eller noe:

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    Dörte Gensow wroteat 8:52pm on June 18

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    Dörte Gensow wroteat 8:52pm on June 18

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    Forward – Write on Dörte’s Super Wall – Delete

  • Facebook-message to Dörte Gensow.

    Hi there Dörte,

    Between Dörte Gensow and You

    Erik Ribsskog

    Today at 4:26pm

    seeing your face on my facebook-page makes me think a bit of Sunderland again, so I was just wondering about some questions again.

    Like, you live in Munich, right?

    But is there were your family is from again, I seem to remeber that you were studying in the east of Germany, on the same uni as the German student living Brusk and them in the neighbour flat, Julian, before you went to Sunderland?

    And Munich, is in Bavaria, right?

    This made me remember, that Iwo, who you were in a relationship with, and also lived in our flat, didn’t like Bavaria, for some reason to do with politics?

    And Federica and Rosario, had a party in our flat in Sunderland, before Christmas, I think.

    And then, you and Iwo, and Leyla, and your German friend, a girl I’ve forgotten the name of, just sat in Iwo’s room.

    I admit I sat there myself, since you were sitting there.

    But you didn’t want to go to the lounge, that was packed with a lot of people, for some reason, you only wanted to sit in Iwo’s room?

    And I remembemer I managed to trick a German girl, at the party, to my room, to look at the northern light on a picture on my computer etc, but what was this girls name again?

    I need to start eating some more vitamins, so that I maybe manage to remember things like this myself, but it would be very fine, if you think you could answer me about anything of this.

    Thanks in advance for the help!

    Erik

  • More about the ‘magic’ automated reply from the CAB Chief Executive.

    In the independant CAB adjunctants report, regarding the CAB-case, it says this, regarding the ‘magic’ automated reply:

    16. On 5 and 27 July, the client e-mailed the complaints officer to

    say he had received no answer from the bureau. On 3 and 22

    August, the client e-mailed the chief executive of Citizens

    Advice to say he had received no answer. The first

    communication he received after the complaints officer‘s e-mail

    of 31 May was an automated reply from the chief executive‘s

    office on 22 August saying that he would be away from the

    office until 30 August.

    https://johncons-blogg.net/2008/04/report-from-cab-case-independant.html

    I’ll write the sentence in bold again, so that it’s more overviewable:

    On 3 and 22 August, the client e-mailed the chief executive of Citizens

    Advice to say he had received no answer.

    This isn’t right at all. I sent the e-mails on 3 and 16 August, like can be seen in this blog-post, that contains the e-mail from 16/8, in a forwarded e-mail, to a manager/director at the CAB head office, sent earlier this year:

    https://johncons-blogg.net/2008/02/enclosure-1-e-mail-to-cab-252.html

    And here is a link to the ‘magic’ automated reply:

    https://johncons-blogg.net/2008/02/enclosure-2-e-mail-to-cab-252.html

    One can read above, that the independant CAB adjunctant writes this, in her report:

    The first communication he received after the complaints officer‘s e-mail
    of 31 May was an automated reply from the chief executive‘s office on 22 August saying that he would be away from the office until 30 August.

    I wrote the date in bold, thats 22 August.

    So this, the ‘magic’ automated reply, is waiting for six days, from Thurday 16 August 2007 to Wednesday 22 August (I checked the days in my calender, or what it’s called again), before it thinks it’s about time, to send itself, to my e-mail address.

    So I don’t know what the ‘magic’ automated reply was doing in the meantime.

    What was the automated reply, doing on Friday 17 August, Saturday 18 August, Sunday 19 August, Monday 20 August and Tuesday 21 August?

    Was it AWOL, or what it’s called again?

    I think this is very strange.

    Shouldn’t the CAB head-office, keep better track of their automated replies?

    And not let them use six days, before they reach the right e-mail address.

    When I recieved the magic automated reply, I didn’t read it that properly, I was a bit stressed.

    I thought it was a normal e-mail.

    Since I was reading it in a break from work.

    So I didn’t really note, that it claimed to be an automated reply.

    I thought at first, when I was a bit tired, when I read the e-mail, that it was a proper e-mail of some type.

    Sent by a human.

    Since, it didn’t cross my mind, that it could have been an automated reply, when I recieved it, almost a week after I sent the reminder e-mail, on 16/8.

    So I thought that this had been looked at, by the CAB Chief Executive.

    So when I, a couple of weeks later, recieved the stage 1 report, from the Liverpool Central CAB, then I thought this was because the Chief Executive had looked at this.

    And therefore, I wasn’t really sure if I should complain, about the stage 1 report.

    Since it seemed to me, that the CAB Chief Executive, had already involved himself, in the complain-process.

    So that it had really, already, been at the top-level of the organisation.

    So I had to think a while about this, because at first, then I thought it would be inpolite of me to complain, about the stage 1 report, since the Chief Executive, seemingly to me, had been involved in getting the stage 1 report, or at least getting it sent.

    But I decieded later, to complain to the Chair, like the representative is called, there.

    But due to this, that the ‘magic’ automated reply, at first, seemed to me, to be sent by a person, indicating, that the Chief Executive there, had directly or indirectly, involved himself in the complaint process.

    Then I at first decided not to complain.

    I decided to post about it on the BBC message-board, I think it was, or possibly another message-board, in Scandinavia.

    And after looking more about this, in connection with the posting on the message-board, then I decided to complain.

    I think it was then I discovered that the ‘magic’ reply, claimed to be ‘automatic’.

    But, now, I suspect, that this was done this way, deliberatly.

    Like I wrote, in the answer to the CAB-case independant adjunctant:

    https://johncons-blogg.net/2008/04/from-eribsskoggmail_24.html

    I think there has been some type of Police surveilance operation around me, since I reported to the St. Ann St. Police, in 2005, that I had overheard, that I was being followed by the ‘mafia’, and that I was being chased away from my uncles farm in Larvik, in Norway, some days earlier, by some people with guns and dogs.

    (It’s possible, that I didn’t get to explain this much, since the Police didn’t want to listen to my explanation, since they didn’t want to be involved, like I overheard the Police-officer, telling his collegues, in the office they have, in conection, with the reception there.

    And then they sent me out, after handing me a folder, and telling me to come back, if something actually had been going on).

    I didn’t really know to say then.

    So I said, that I couldn’t go back if I was dead, I’m not sure if I understood exactly what he meant.

    Like I understood it, I could only go back, if someone had actually succeded in killing or injuring me.

    I’m not sure if this is exactly what they meant.

    But the Police-officer, was very young and tense.

    And I was stressed from being chased.

    So I just said that I couldn’t go back if I was dead, because what the Police-officer said, didn’t make any sence to me.

    And I didn’t think it was any point in trying to reason, since I had already overheard, that they didn’t want to be involved.

    So I just went out from there, with the folder, with the phone-number on it, even if how the Police were reasoning, surrounding this, seemed a bit unclear to me.

    And back to the CAB-case.

    I suspect, that the Streat Theater operation, that it seems to me, that the strange incidents on the Liverpool Central CAB, on 5/4, last year was.

    I suspect, that this Street Theater operation, could be a part of, a surveilance operation, from the British Police, that started after I went to the Police-station in St. Ann’s St. in Liverpool, in July/August 2005.

    Or, really, I suspect it started before this, since there was something going on, in London, when I went there, in February 2005, from Sunderland, where I was studying the third year of my Bachelor Computing degree, on the University there.

    There was some strange things going on then, so it could be, that the British Police, knew about what went on in Oslo, in 2003 and 2004, since it seemed to me, that the whole city there, knew about what went on then.

    Even if I myself, didn’t know exactly what went on, other than the things I had overheard at work, and more, which I have explained a bit about, in this blog-post:

    https://johncons-blogg.net/2008/02/lack-of-openness-from-government.html

    So it seemed clear to me, that something serious, to do with some ‘mafia’ etc, was going on in Oslo, even if I can’t say that I had been doing anything wrong.

    But, at first, I wasn’t sure, if this was known about, in Britain.

    I didn’t really think, that people in eg. London, cared that much about what went on in Oslo.

    Since London, is obviously a very large city.

    But, something strange, went on there as well, but I’m not sure exactly, what went on.

    But people acted very strange there, and from what I overheard there, some mafia or mob-stuff went on.

    Eg. I went to Harrods once, and then I overheard, that someone called someone else, from a mobile-phone, and said, he isn’t just staying at the hotel, now he is on Harrods.

    So I thought this was very strange.

    I wasn’t sure exactly, why someone would call like this.

    And several other, more or less, similar incidents, happened there, which I now suspect that maybe could be linked with what went on in Oslo, even if it also could have been, for some reason, not linked with the problems in Oslo.

    I’m not used with things to do with mob/mafia, or what the right term is, so I can’t really say this for sure.

    But, in the end, I thought, many people in London, acted very stale when they saw me, and I overheard, someone talking outside the room which I rented on the hotel.

    So, I decieded to go to some other place than London, which I had really planned to try to find an appartment and job, in.

    Since, from what I had heard, from before this, it would be easier, to find a job in, in eg. computing, or shop-management, which I had worked with from before, than in Sunderland.

    The study abroad advisor, on my home university in Oslo, HiO, Frode something, had a British friend/collegue, from Sunderland, who said in a meeting in Oslo, some months before I went to Sunderland, that it was almost imposible, to find a job there.

    So that’s one of the reasons, that I decided to go to London, to try to find a job, since my studies, were very delayed, due to some problems, with my study-finance, from Lånekassa, being four or five months delayed, even if HiO had told me, that they would send an aplication for me, in the spring of 2004.

    And HiO, also, at first, wouldn’t approve my modules there,

    (I needed HiO, to approve the modules there, to get the study-founding from the Norwegian Government Study Finance Programme, Lånekassa. Around February of 2004, I think it was, I delivered two Study Abroad applications, to HiO.

    One Erasmus-programme application (I had some loans since I had a lot of problems wih my car in Oslo, which I bought, when I was promoted to Rimi grocery store manager, in 1998. And the car was often broken in to, about three times a year I’d guess, and there were a lot of problems with the enigine and the electric system and more, so I guess I should have checked the car better before I bought it, but I had set aside some founds for repairs, like I had told my friend Magne Winnem, so I thought I was covered).

    So the Erasumus programme grant, would have helped me paying the bills, for the loans.

    I hadn’t imagined that the founding from Lånekassa, would be so many months delayed, because I seemed to remember, that the applications there, were quite quickly processed, if one sent them, after the peek-season, since I half remebered this, from when I had sent an application to them, some years earlier. At least I this was how I remebered, that the system there worked, since not very many applications were sent them, after the automn-term had started.

    But, HiO, said, that, since there was a module I hadn’t taken the exam in.

    (I was a bit overworked, after the years working as a Rimi grocery store manager, and the part-time job, as team-leader on Rimi Bjørndal, was very tirering, since the two store-managers working there, both put on a lot of pressure on me, even if I was only working two shifts a week.

    My Area Manager there, Skodvin, asked me if I could work a shift in another shop, Rimi Langhus, which was having a kind of ‘war’ then, between the store manager then, Brun, and the staff.

    I said that was alright, and then they needed a team-leader there, so I said that I could work there one shift a week.

    So then I was working three shifts a week, as team-leader, in two different Rimi Shops.

    Since I wanted to be cover my back, since I didn’t get on that well, with any of the store-managers I had when I was working as a team-leader, while studyin full time, Computing/Bachelor Information Technology, on HiO (Oslo Universtiy College), in 2002-2004.

    I was used to not putting that much pressure, on the Team-Leaders, when I was working as a store-manager myself.

    Since I understood, that they had a lot of other things going on in their lifes, and really were just working, so that the store-manager, and the assisting store-manager, could have their rest-days.

    So I couldn’t understand, why they were putting so much work on me, I had to run around there, all the time, especially on Rimi Bjørndal, which is a busy shop, with a lot of customers, and low avarage spending for each customer, which means that the shop had to have more customers, to have the same income, that most other Rimi shops, but there wasn’t more money spent to use on salaries, so there was more work for each person, and I thougt I got a bit more than my share of the extra work, since the manager there, put on a lot of pressure, regarding what I had to do, on eg. the busy Saturday late shift, which I worked every week. And this was not negoable. I was really on my way out of Rimi, I had just agreed to have a part-time job, so that I could keep my Rimi-flat, untill I had got å new job, in eg. management in a computing-firm, or as self-employed in computing.

    So I tried to cover my back, by getting a second team-leader Rimi job, in case the problems with the Rimi Bjørndal store-manager, would escalate into some kind of constructed dismissal, or something like this.

    I didn’t really get on that well with the Area Manager eighter, she was a bit stale, and difficult to communitate with sometimes, and she withdrew the plan b arrangement, I had made, that I could start as store-manager again, if plan a, to work as a manager in a computing firm etc, for some reason failed.

    The years I had been working as a Rimi store-manager, in 1998-2002, in three different stores, had been very eventful, with a lot of conflicts etc.

    For some reason.

    And in one shop, Rimi Kalbakken, I got the store assistants, against me, so I had to almost keep the shop, myself, it seemed to me, for about half a year there.

    And it was a big shop, with a weekly income, of around 700.000 NOK, which is about £70.000.

    So it was a lot of work, and a lot of conflicts.

    And before I started there, I had been managing a smaller store, Rimi Nylænde, where there had been a lot of robberies, and projects, like starting with the Government lottery, Norsk Tipping, moving the fruit-department, chaning the freezers and the chlling-machines.

    And some conflicts etc.

    I had before this, from 1993-1998, been working on very low Rimi team-leader, and assisting manager salaries.

    So, when I finally got a decent salary, I thought it was fun to do something else than just working in Rimi.

    In the years 1993-1998, a large part of my life, was working on Rimi, and learning to run a Rimi store.

    Even if I was working quite a lot, and I was a lot on the internet etc, to relax and recover from the stess in the store.

    So, I hadn’t been having a very good economy, in the first years of the nineties.

    Since the Rimi store-manager assistant salaries then, were so low, that they were writen about, on the front-pages, of the national newspapers in Norway.

    But in the first years of the nineties, Norway was recovering from a recession.

    And since I had started working in Rimi, I thought it would be smart to have it on my CV, that I had worked as a store manager also, and not only as an assistant.

    Since I thought it would be valuable, to have that on my CV, that would give a better impression then I reconed, and people I spoke with about this, also thought this.

    And in 1998, my mother lent me some money, around £1000, to go to a Microsoft NT 3.0 or 4.0, I guess it was, course, for a week, in a holiday from Rimi, which my mate, Magne Winnem, who worked as a lecturer in Computing, had recomended me to take.

    To get a computing-job, which I thought seemed tempting, since I had been working for more than two years, as a store manager assistant, on Rimi Bjørndal, with a lot of routine-work then.

    But then, when I had finished the one week NT course, at Global Knowledge Network, in Skullerud, in Oslo, around February 1998.

    Then I thought I could ask the Area Manager, Skodvin, if there was any future for me, in Rimi, before I started appying for computer jobs.

    Since I hadn’t really written any job-applications and dealt with things like that, for many years, and the work on Rimi Bjørndal, was very high-tempo, I worked all of the late shifts, so I thought that I would maybe be a bit bored, working in an office, after working so many years in a shop, with a lot of people around.

    And I was used to working with almost only very beautiful young women, at Rimi Bjørndal, the last year I worked there. I was managing maybe five or six almost only very beautiful women, for some reason, on the late-shifts there, so I was also a bit worried, that I would maybe be a bit restless, if I should start working in an office, with programming etc, since I was used to working with a lot of pretty women around me all the time, on Rimi Bjørndal, in 1997 and 1998.

    So I asked the Area-Manager, first, before I started to apply to computing-jobs, if she thought I had a future in Rimi, as a store-manager.

    Then, she discussed this, with the Bjørndal store-manager, Kvehaugen, and then I heard she said to him, that I guess we have to give him a chance now.

    Then I had been working as a Rimi store-managing assistant, for more than four years on a low salary, so I thought it was about time, to get some progress, on my work-situation.

    Then I was offered Rimi Nylænde.

    I was a bit disapointed, since I thought it would be a bigger store, Munkelia. (With more probably more women working in it, since I was very used to having a lot women around me at work all time. It almost made me crazy sometimes, with all the pretty women there).

    But I knew Rimi Nylænde well from working there for two or three years from before, so in that perspective, it was an fine store to manage).

    But there were a lot of things always happening, conflicts etc., in the three stores I had been working as a manager in.

    And i was really tired, from working more than two years, with all the late-shifts, from the very busy Rimi Bjørndal shop, with all the work, the store manager there, Kvehaugen, put on me, while I was working there, in the years before starting working as a store-manager, in 1998.

    So the three years working as a store-manager, really go to me.

    Especially, the eight months or so, at Rimi Kalbakken, one of the largest Rimi shops in Oslo, where there were problems with the store-assistants etc.

    But I thought it would be very embarrasing, to not sucseed managing a big store, so I went on, trying to keep the shop, at least the fruit-department, and chilled food department, myself, for many months, which was tirering, since it was a big shop, and I was tired from the years before in Rimi.

    And there was a war with the assistant there, and the Area-manager, etc.

    But then, Skodvin, offered me to start managing Rimi Langhus, in Ski municipality, south of Oslo.

    A shop, that had a weekly income, in between, of Rimi Nylænde (in the Oslo township Lambertseter), and Rimi Kalbakken.

    But the shop was challenging to run, in the way, that the shop-area, was really much to small, for the weekly income, and number of customers a day there.

    So it was challenging, with the orders, and the logistics etc, since the non-shoping areas also were really to small there.

    But this shop, Rimi Langhus, was very poorly run, from before, from a customer-perspective, I think one have to say.

    Since the campaigns looked very poor, the fruit was almost always poorly presented, and goods were often sold out etc.

    And I had been working several years, in another Rimi shop, Rimi Nylænde, which was quite similar, in the way that it was a bit worn down shop, that we succeded, in getting a better standard at, I think one can say.

    So I felt a bit at home at Rimi Langhus, since I was so used with working as a manager, on Rimi Nylænde.

    So even if I was very tired, when I was working at Rimi Langhus, and really only worked there, to get control of my economy, to get a job outside of Rimi, since I had totally lost faith in the Higher Management in the Rimi head-office, since I thought there had been a lot of unprofessional errors from them, regarding how I was explained to run Rimi Kalbakken etc., which created a lot of the problems I had been having there.

    And I had had enough of problems with conflicts etc., so I tried to manage Rimi Langhus, in a way, that I let the assistant manager, get a lot of responsibility for the mangement of the shop.

    I tried to ask the staff, what the store-manager work-tasks where.

    So that the staff shouldn’t be to stressed, from a new store-manager working there.

    Since you don’t wont unrest among the staff, at least not, if you are very tired from before, and don’t want to work a lot of extra shifts, due to staff calling in sick etc.

    And also, because I thought this was a good way of managing the shop, to include the other the other managers and staff, with manager-meetings, and staff-meetings.

    This was also how the previous manager had been running the shop, it seemed to me.

    And the staff there, were quite wary, on the Area Manager, and people that weren’t from Langhus, I thought it seemed, so I chose to have a quite democratic management style, when I was working there.

    But I had learned a bit about runing food-shops, from the seven or eight years as a Rimi manager, from before I started working on Rimi Langhus.

    And this was a lot more than the previous manager had been working, since he was on a programme in Rimi, to work at the head-office, and working out in the field, as a store-manager, for one year, was part of this trainee-program.

    So even if I didn’t change any of the rutines, on Rimi Langhus etc.

    Since I reset myself, and tryed to take the approach, that if it isn’t broken, don’t try to fix it.

    Even so, the results in the shop, improved, since I tryed to put empasis on the general shop-work.

    Like trying to put up fruit better, and improve that department, since this deparment, had had a low standard, from before.

    And the same with the campaigns there etc.

    And also, in the summer of 2001, I got some of the part time team-leaders, to do work like rearrange the shelves in the shops, after ‘planograms’, which where drawings, from the head office, which are constructed in a way, that the goods in the shop earn most money on, are given more and better shelf-place.

    So that building the shelfs, according to the ‘planograms’ make sure the profit of the shop, and placing of the goods, is optimised.

    And then the own-label goods sold percentage increased.

    The fruit sold percentage of the total income increased.

    And the avarage amount sold pr. customer increased.

    So in the last half of 2001, the shop won the Rimi managemnet prize, ‘Rimi Gullårer’, as one of only three shops, of maybe 100 or so, in the greater Oslo Area.

    Even I was very tired and overworked this year.

    So that was a bit fun.

    But I had been working hard on Rimi Langhus also, since I didn’t want to disapoint the staff and the customers there, since I had overheard that some of the staff/customers, were dispointed in me there, since the shop wasn’t looking that fine, after I had been working there for maybe a month, since the Area-manager, I think it must have been, had promised them, that the shop-standard would improve, when I started working there, since the shop-standard had improved, when I managed Rimi Nylænde, a year or two before this.

    But in the mean-time, I had been very over-worked at Rimi Kalbakken.

    But I thought it wouldn’t be very fun, thinking back on, that I had in a way, let down, Rimi Langhus, so I tried to do a good job, with improving the shop-standard etc. there).

    So I finally had arranged, to start studying again, in the automn of 2002, than I was very tired and overworked, and a bit depressed due to problems at Rimi Kalbakken, and it was embarrasing, to tell my family and friens, that I was going to start studying again, since they didn’t really know how it was, to work with all the conflicts etc, in the big shop, Rimi Kalbakken, since this was really tirering, working there, since I don’t really like to quit, when I’ve set myself a target, so then I just goes on.

    But in the end, I had to give up there, because, trying to run such a big shop, when you’re not on level terms with the staff, assistant managers and head-office managers and directors, that isn’t very easy.

    So I don’t think I could have lasted much longer, coping with working there, it was like in a stale-mate there, so it was really, eighter me who had quit, or all of the other employees and managers, that had to quit.

    And then it really made more sense, that I quit, so I agreed to this, after working there for eight or nine months.

    But then, after starting studying again, in 2002, I was a bit tired, and I needed to get my spirits up a bit, since I was a bit down, after the last seven or eight years with problems with the other managers in Rimi.

    But I had been studying computers from before, for two years, at University-level, in 1989-1990, and in 1991-1992.

    So I had some back-up.

    So that I could relax a bit, and try recover from all the years working very hard in Rimi.

    I wanted to organise it this way, since I thought I was to overworked to start a new career right away.

    I needed a couple of years, with a bit lower tempo, to get recovered again, I reckoned.

    But the Rimi store-managers, on Rimi Bjørndal and Rimi Langhus, they put much more pressure on me, than I had done, towards the team-leaders, when I was working as a store-manager.

    And in the summer of 2002, I was working 16 hour shifts, on Rimi Bjørndal, since the other manger there, called in sick, while the store-manager was on holiday.

    So, I was studying a bit from home, and didn’t go to all the lectures, since I had had much of the same lectures from before, some ten years or more before this.

    Except that this degree, was a three year degree, and not a two year one, like the one I had almost finished, from before.

    So, since I had quite a lot of responsibility, in the two Rimi team-leader jobs, and since I thought I should try to wind down a bit, for a year or two.

    Then, it was an examn, that I hadn’t taken, in the first year of the studies, I think it must have been.

    And then, I couldn’t participate, in the Erasmus programme HiO said, since I didn’t have the theoretical basis, that I should have had, after two years.

    I explained, that I had this module, form NHI, and that this was why I hadn’t taken the examn on HiO.

    But then they found anohter reason, not to give me the Erasmus scholarship.

    And then, I complained on this, but then they found a third reason, not to give me the Erasums scholarship.

    But, I knew, that I had also applied, on just a regular study abroad place.

    But this application, had been lost, by HiO, they told me, around May or June 2004,
    when I had recieved the last rejection for the Erasmus-programme scholarship.

    Before this, around April 2004, a HiO Bislet International Office representative, a woman with a lot of empty 1.5 litre Tab X-tra bottles, placed in a row, in her office at Bislet, told me, that she would deliver my Lånekassa, study abroad application, since she said that this more complicated, than a normal Lånekassa application.

    I couldn’t think of any reason why I shouldn’t let her do this, if she wanted to do this, so said this was alright, and counted on that the issues with the study finance aplication, was sorted.

    After HiO told me, in May or June 2004, that they couldn’t see that they had received my plan-b application, a regular study abroad application (as a back up, in case my Erasmus programme application was rejected for any, more or less, buraucratic reason, which sometimes happen in Norway).

    Then I searched on the internet.

    And it turned out, that there was an organisation, in the center of Oslo, called IEC (Now Kilroy education), in Nedre Slottsgate, in Oslo.

    They had an agreement with the University of Sunderland.

    And, since it was already June, and much to late, to start the HiO application process, and since they were very buraucratic, and they seemed to have a dislike towards me, or that I should study abroad.

    Since the study abroad manager there, also had brought a friend from Sunderland, to a meeting there, to get me, it seemed to me, to not go there, to study.

    And due to the mentioned problems with the Erasmus-programme applicatons.

    Due to these problems, I didn’t it would be possible, to get HiO to get me to Sunderland, after they had lost my plan-b application, the regular study abroad application.

    So I contacted IEC, one day, around June 2004, on my way to work, as a team-leader on Rimi Langhus.

    And they helped me.

    They contacted University of Sunderland.

    I enlosed the grade-overviews, from both NHI, and Oslo University College/HiO, and then, I was admited, to a place, on the third year of the regular Bachelor Computing study there.

    Since the University of Sunderland, thought I had the qualifications, with the exams I had from Norway, to start directly on the third year there.

    So then I would have got a British bachelor degree, in computing, if I had finnished the third-year modules there.

    So there shouldn’t really be any reason for HiO, to make a fuzz about this.

    Since this was organised on the regular study abroad programme.

    And, even if I didn’t get an Erasmus scholarhip.

    Even so, the Norwegian study-finance programme, Lånekassa, is quite good, and the living expenses low in the north of Britain, like the International Office representative, with all the empry Tab X-tra bottles, had told me, a couple of months before.

    And I had all the theory I needed to participate on the third year of the Bachelor programme there, like if I had been a regulare student studying the first two years in Sunderland on schedule.

    So there shouldn’t have been any reason for HiO, and the study abroad manager there, Frode, not to autorise me studying there, and not to autorise the modules there.

    Which I needed, to get the Lånekassa founding.

    I needed the HiO study abroad managers approval to get the Lånekassa founding.

    But there shouldn’t have been any reason for him to deny me this.

    He had made enough problems for me, from before, with the three aplications for the Erasmus schoolarship, being turned downed by the department he was responsible for.

    But, the HiO study abroad manager, wouldn’t accept my modules there, before after, the University of Sunderland study abroad office staff, had let me borrow their phone, and call HiO, from their offices.

    And this was maybe in November, two months after my studies there had started.

    Something like this.

    Then he finally accepted the modules.

    He was over in Sunderland, for some reason, and then I met him, in a meeting at the University there, and then he accepted the modules, a couple of months late.

    And then, Lånekassa, needed a couple of months as well, to get the application processed.

    So I didn’t recieve the founding, untill January, four months late.

    And then I had lost control, on the several differnt loans I had in Norway, and my Norwegian mobile bill.

    Since I wasn’t that good at understaning the dog-and-bone, phone-card, system, that one had to learn, to take calls from the Forge flats landline phone.

    I had presumed, that it wouldn’t take that long time to get the Lånekassa founding.

    And I had quite a lot of money with me there, since I had been working a lot, on Rimi Langhus, as a manager, in the summer of 2004.

    So I got by, untill January 2005, for four months, on the money I earned in the summer, even if I spent quite a lot of money the first month in Sunderland.

    Since I had planned to stay in Britain, after ending the studies in Sunderland, in 2005.

    Due to the mentioned problems in Oslo.

    So I also built myself a desktop-computer there, and bought a lot of clothes etc., since I had planned to stay in Britain, so I didn’t have to worry about excess bagage.

    But, I lost control, on my bills in Norway, since the study-founding, was delayed by four months.

    And I also lost control, of the studies, since I had some problems, finding the right modules.

    For some of the modules, one had to be very good at writing in English.

    So, that it was challinging for native Brits, to complete the module.

    So when I understood that a couple of the modules I had chosen, weren’t that smart for Norwegian speakers, to chose, then I changed a bit on the modules.

    And I also, had to get the modules, in line with the HiO-modules, since I had to do this, to get the modules approved, by HiO, to get the study-finance from Lånekassa.

    And before I went to Sunderland, I didn’t really want more people than necessary, eg. the lecturers at HiO etc., to know where I was going, due to the earlier mentioned problems in Oslo/Rimi Bjørndal.

    So I waited untill I got there, to start working with finding out of the modules.

    So, when I finally recieved the study-founding, in January 2005, then I was so long behind scedule, for the modules, so I decided, that it would be smarter, to just try to find a job.

    The first day in Sunderland, I overheard the study abroad manager there, commenting to a collegue, that he didn’t understand why I wanted to study, with the papers I had from before, from NHI and HiO, he said that he didn’t think I needed to study any more, to get a job, to a collegue there, the first day there, so that I overheard it, from where I was sitting there.

    I had heard that the job-market was difficult in Sunderland.

    And I though noone would know who I was in London, so I went there.

    And then I had plan to find a job, and an appartment, and to contact the University again, when I was established there, and had a flat and a job, and internet and/or a landline etc., since it took some time for me to get a British mobile etc, in London.

    But things didn’t go according to plan, unfortunalty.

    And the University of Sunderland, where very fine, since they didn’t throw me out, from the Forge, even if my study finance was delayed for many months.

    But I was in a difficult situation.

    I didn’t want to find myself, without any money, without a degree, without a job, in the summer of 2005.

    So thats why I thought it would be smarter, to go London, in February 2005.

    While I still had the study-finance.

    So then I could try to get a job there, and then sort with the money I owed the University and the banks in Norway, and get payment-plans for the money I owed.

    I thought this would be a better solution, than wait till the summer of 2005, with trying to get a job, due that I was very behind schedule already, with the modules, and since I was a study abroad student, with the lectures being held in English, then I thought the chances of me finishing the degree on shedule where low.

    And if I hadn’t managed this, then Lånekassa wouldn’t have given me any more study-finance for 2005/2006, since I was already, close to a year delayed, with the modules from NHI and HiO, due to working quite a lot as a manager etc., besides the studies.

    And the Lånekassa-limit, for when the study-finance is being stoped, is if one are more that one year delayed, which I would have been if I hadn’t finished all the modules, which didn’t seem likely at all that I would have managed, since I was really delayed with the modules by January 2005.

    So thats why I chose to go to London.

    But now, when I think back, I think it was a bit strange, that HiO should make so much problems for my studies at Sunderland.

    But I had some problems with my face also. (It’s a long story), so this distracted me a bit, I must admit, since my face didn’t look very normal at all there.

    I think I was subject of some kind of plot, so that the skin in my face, was very strange, and thin, and to thight, so I didn’t look like usually had done, so this I thought was a bit embarrasing and strange.

    So this was also one of the reasons, that I wanted to go to London, since I had been having problems with my face looking strange, when I was in Sunderland.

    So I used to work-out, and swim, a lot, on the Sports Center there, this helped me relax, and forget about the problems.

    So I was really more at the Sports Center almost, than at the University.

    But really, the most important thing for me, surrounding this study-year, was to get away from Oslo.

    Because it wasn’t very fun living in Oslo, the last months there.

    Because every time I went out the door, I overheard people talking about me, behind my back.

    I overheard things like:

    ‘Haven’t they taken him/got him yet, haha’.

    ‘I can’t see why it should be so difficult to get him, since he’s walking the same way home from work each day’.

    ‘He’s even buying clothes this guy’. (Said in a more or less chocked way, when I bought a couple of t-shirts, on H&M, at Stortorget, in Oslo, around March 2004.

    And also at HiO, there were people talking, more or less, behind my back, saying things more or less similar, to this.

    I had already overheard, in December 2003, when I was working on Rimi Bjørndal, that I was followed by the ‘mafia’ _also_.

    And I heard some collegues talking, about another collegue there, Songül, a Kurdish girl from Turkey, being together with a mafia-guy, and that she was calling to the store, and to all the people she knew, trying to get information about me, and trying to get to the stores employment-folder, to see if there was any information about me there.

    Which I heard the collegue, say to Songül, that she couldn’t get to the employee-folder, since it was looked in, in the safe.

    But, anyway, I thought it was a bit strange, always hearing people talk, in a upset/shocked way, behind my back, so it was very nice, to get to Britain and Sunderland, where people were behaving a bit more normal, than I thought people were behaving in Oslo.

    I don’t think I could have coped with living much longer in Oslo, since it was like everybody knew what was going on.

    Expect me, maybe, since I had never read anything about, in the paper, that one could end op, being followed by some mafia, in Norway.

    So this was a surprice to me.

    And people were acting very strange when I went out the door, and I got strange phone-calls from friends etc.

    But I didn’t have much money, when this happened, in December 2003, I was a student then.

    So I just had to try to be calm, and get through it, untill the automn, when I had planned, to go abroad, on the study aboad programme.

    Since I didn’t think the situation in Oslo was very fun, seemingly being followed by some mafia, and the whole town seemingly knowing about what went on, but without the possibility, of finding out more, about this, by reading in the paper, or on the internet, since things like these, weren’t written about.

    So this was a surprice to me, who thought, that what when on in society, should be written about in the paper.

    So I decided, to wait with calling the Police, since obviously had failed, in informing the public, regarding what was going on.

    And then, when I had my own flat, abroad, then I wanted to find who it was in the Police, who were the experts on this subject, mafia etc. (Kripos, I read it was, who were the experts on organised crime/mafia problems etc, I read in the online Norwegian newpapers, when I was studying in Sunderland).

    But they havent even given me advice, now that I have been calling them, in 2005, 2006 and 2007.

    So it’s obvious that something serious is wrong, in society.

    Something that a lot of people know about.

    I think the media and the Police, probably also must know about the problems that are going on.

    But for some reason, they don’t inform the public, about what’s going on.

    So it’s difficult, to know who to trust, regarding issues like this.

    I think people have the right to get advice from the Police etc.

    But I haven’t managed to get any advice from the Government, even if I have contacted a lot of ministries etc., regarding this, both in Norway and Britain.

    So it’s obvious that something is going on.

    And I’m not sure who’s side the Governments are on, I must admit.

    If they are on the mafias side, or what they are.

    Or if they are on the normal peoples side.

    I wouldn’t be to certain about, that the Government are on the normal peoples side, when it comes to problems like this.

    I think it’s obvious, that there some serious things going on, in society, that the Government, and the media, for some reason, aren’t informing the public about.

    I’m not sure if maybe everybody are aware of this.

    It seems to me, that very many people must be aware of whats going on, and must get some kind of underground information, regarding this.

    But in case, that there are someone, that haven’t heard anything about this, then I would maybe try to tell a bit, that it seems like the Government, and the media, are involved in some kind of agenda, to do with not people, what it is that’s going on.

    This seems quite clear to me.

    At least clear enough, to me, so I think I should maybe mention this, since it seems, that it isn’t only in Norway, that things like this, is going on.

    So that’s why I thought I could maybe mention this, while I was writing here anyway.

    That I’m not sure how much trust I would have in the Government actually telling people whats going on.

    Even if, I think, if I remember right, that one of the foundations for democracy, is, that people know whats going on in society.

    So if the Government don’t tell people whats going on, then it’s not really a democracy, it’s a Plutocracy, like I’ve read in the Norwegian papers, in the late 90s, and in the first years of this millenium, that the papers have been writing in some of the comments etc. in the paper.

    That in Norway, the Governing-system, is really a plutocracy.

    I didn’t really understand exactly what they meant by this.

    But now, I’m beginning to understand.

    It means that everyone, that are not in the elite, have no rights.

    You have to have a university degree, etc., to get help from the Police, if something happens.

    Or to get help from the legal-system etc.

    Like I read in a Norwegian blogg/online newspaper, Riksavisen, lately.

    In the justice-system, one, as a normal person, aren’t finding justice, you are meeting/opposing the power.

    So the justice-system, is political.

    It should be about peoples rights, but it isn’t.

    It’s about the Government, who is organised like some kind of mafia, so that you won’t get any help from any Government organisations.

    On the conterary, they can start putting obstacles in your way, and start messing you around, like HiO did, when I wanted to study abroad.

    Like this, the justice system can be, the different ombudsmen, the different ministries, the prime ministers office in Norway, the list goes on and on.

    It isn’t only me, who is writing about this, or have experienced things like this.

    This is also mentioned, on the Riksavisen site, where they use an example from the municipality Eiker, in the County of Buskerud, in Norway, where the local Government, crushed, picturally, a citizen, by working together, like a mafia, to achieve this purpose.

    And I’ve also read about this other places, even if there is very much information on the net, regarding Illuminati/New World Order, so it’s a bit difficult to remember exactly where I’ve been reading all the different things.

    But it’s really to search on Google about these terms, and I must admit, that even if I hadn’t heard about the term Illuminati, or reflected anything on the term ‘New World Order’, six months or a year ago.

    Even so, I must admit, that if I add what I’ve experienced myself, together with a lot of the information one cand find, if search on this issues on the internet, then it seems to me, more and more, that the probelms with these agendas, are very real, even if they aren’t properly explained about in the newspapers.

    Also, there seems to be different mafias, in addition to this.

    I’ve read, that the muslims, aren’t in on the New World Order agenda.

    But, I’ve also read, that the reason, for why, countries like Norway, and cities like Oslo, have let in so many muslims imigrants, is to help holding the natives in check, or traumatise them even, so that the Illuminati/New World Order/The New Elite, wont lose control, on the normal people, on the sheep og the goy, like they are calling them.

    These are anyone, who aren’t in the top percentage of the elite, that know whats going on, and want to control the rest of the people.

    The ones, that they don’t think deserves to be alive, or the ones who seem to difficult to tame maybe, are being put in the ‘slaughterhouse’.

    This means, that the Illuminati/New World Order, exploites them, in every way they can, to use them as slaves, to work in shops, etc, used as spies by the police, againts ones will, etc.

    Everything and everyway they can think of, of exploting this person, till they die.

    They don’t think about them as people, but as sheep or cattle, that they can do whatever they want with.

    And they have a Government administration/mafia, and an Illuminati mafia, (these two are probaly just the Illuminati I guess), who help them, so that the vitims, that are in the slaughterhouse, wont get any help, from their familiy, friends, workplace, government and human rights organisations, since all of these people and institutions, have been taken control of, in the slaughterhouse-plan, that the Illuminati, has laid up, for this person/cattle.

    I’m not sure where they make these plans, but I wouldn’t be very surprised if it was in the Pentagon, and in the Free-mason buildings.

    And they are very good at making plans, and cover ups.

    When it seems, that the Illuminati, have been taken down, and lost control.

    And then they manage to cover this up anyway.

    Then this is called a false dawn, or another false down.

    Which there have been many of, during the last centuries, since the Illuminati, are from the end of dark ages, or even longer back.

    And it also seem to me, that there is a war, of some kind, against light-haired people.

    Eigther as part of, or in adition to, this mentioned Illumintai/New World Order agenda, in which the richest people in the world, the new elite, wants to control the world, and exploit the people they find worthless, that they call excess baggage, for the human race.

    They just exploit these people mercylessly, in a type of Matrix-system, or like the Ace Ventura-guy movie, about the guy who finds out that he is on TV all the time, or what it was. The Truman show? Something like this.

    This is my impression, about what it is that’s going on now.

    One could see this, when Hurricane Katrina was destroying New Orleans.

    Now help, was given, to the poor people, who didn’t have cars, and could get away from the city, on their own.

    The facist leaders there, which I think one have to call them, with George W. Bush, and Co., did not put in, by far, enough resources, to help the poor people that was left in New Orleans, during Hurricane Katrina.

    Why didn’t the let the US Army or US navy help these people?

    I can’t see this any differently, than that it was an example of facist New World Order policy.

    That people were just considered sheep, cattle or excess baggage, by the elite/people in power, and left to their own destiny, and given little or noe help.

    The same, with the Tsunami, in Asia, in 2004, where the Asian countries, where not called, and warned, by the US tsunami monitoring center, for the Pacific, who sat and watched the tsunami, getting closer and closer to Asia, on their computer screens, for hours, without they, or their managers, calling the Asian countries embassies etc., to try to warn them, which they should have had plenty of time to do.

    The use the excuse, that they didn’t have their Asian collegues phone-numbers.

    But, you it should only be to get your manager, to escalate, and get someone to inform these countries embassies.

    It isn’t difficult, for someone, to find the phone-number, to eg. the Thai embassy.

    It’s just to call 118 118, or what it is again.

    And the embassys, would know who in eg. Thailand to call.

    I shouldn’t have been more difficult than that.

    In stead, hunded of thousands of people were killed by the tsunami, since no warning was given.

    So I suspect that these failures to give help to people, in these natural catastropies, are so un-explainable, that I think must have been to do with some type of New World Order aganda.

    At least this is how it seems to me.

    There are probably a lot of people, who’ll say, that this just nonsense etc., it can’t be like this, the people in power aren’t as cynical as this.

    Then I’ll just recomend, to try to do the same as I myself did, last week, to search on eg. ‘Illuminati’ or ‘New World Order’, on Google.

    Then it’s possilbe to find, I think, millions of web-pages, with information about this.

    And they all add together, it seems to me.

    It’s just that the normal media, are all part of a New World Order agenda.

    So they don’t want people to know this.

    That’s why it isn’t in the news.

    So if people don’t want to end up in the ‘slaugterhouse’, being mercylessly exploited, by the Government/elite/Illuminati, in different types of slavery, untill one dies, without getting any form of help, from family, friends, the Government, Human Rights Organisations etc, since all of these, have been already been instructed by the Police and others, not to help.

    If the risk of ending ones life in slavery, and being exploited by the super-rich New World Order elite (Bush, Blair possibly, Brown possibly, prince William, the Queen of England, the Rotchilds, the Rockefellers, the Bilderberger-group people. Microsoft is involved, I’ve read. The ones that have/is participating in the pervert club, that the American elite, with Bush and Co., has, called Bohemian Groove, where smuff-film type of pervert stuff, with very pervert explotaition of people is going. And who has an owl, as their logo. Bush and Prince William, have both been taken pictures of, showing the owl/devil sign, with showing your index-finger, and the smallest finger, what it’s called again. This is because they are memebers of this pervert club, where they have slaves, who they exploit and torture, and execute etc. I’ll find a link):

    Here’s what President Bush, and Prince William & Co., seems to be up to, since they are showing this sign, of the owl, or the devil, which is the logo of the very pervert Bohemian Grove club, that the elite have.

    I can’t see any other reason, why they would show this sign, than they must almost without any doubt, be members of this very pervert Bohemian Groove club, that one can read here, about some of the very pervert things they are doing, and thing I’ve read on other web-sites about this club, was even worse:

    http://www.savethemales.ca/000683.html

    If someone reading this post don’t belive me, then it should really just to Google ‘Bohemian Groove’, and then it should be so many web-pages regarding this, which also are quite well-documented, many of them, so it shouldn’t really be much doubt that it is like this.

    So if people don’t want to end up as being exploted, and in the end killed, in a very pervert way, or used as slaves or killed or exploited, in other ways, by the New World Order elite, then I’m not sure what they should do, other than try to keep this in the back of their heads, and try to be aware of this, and try to use ones head.

    And if one don’t belive me, that it really is like this, then it should really be just to search on ‘Illuminati’, ‘New World Order’ or ‘Bohemian Groove’, on the net, and then, after reading some of the millions of web-pages, that has been written about these subject, then I don’t think it should be very much doubts, that this is really how it is.

    Now I wrote a bit away from the subject, but I wold suspect that the ‘magic’ automated replies, in the CAB head office, are in some way also linked to this New World Order/Plutocracy/Slaugherhouse agenda.

    It would suprice me more if it wasn’t.

    I think I should be able to ducument the things I’ve been writing in this blog-post, so pleace just contact me, by writing a comment to this post, or eg. by sending an e-mail to my e-mail address, which should be possible to find, on my profile here on Blogger.

    Then I can try to explain better, about things that I might have forgotten to explain well enough about, regarding this, in this blog-post.

    Hope this is alright!

    Yours sincerely,

    Erik Ribsskog

  • Pia og Siv dukker opp i Sunderland, jula 2004. (In Norwegian).

    Nå kom jeg på, da jeg studerte på University of Sunderland i 2oo4 og frem til februar 2005 vel.

    Da dukka søstra mi, og venninna, Siv, og ungene dems opp, i juleferien.

    Og dem blei i ti dager eller noe, så jeg fikk ikke gjort så mye på prosjektoppgaven min, men jeg synes ikke jeg kunne si nei, til at dem kunne komme dit i jula.

    Men det jeg skulle skrive om, var at jeg synes jeg gikk greit overens med de folka som bodde der.

    Jeg hadde vel ikke konflikter noe særlig, med de tyske, italienske og spanske studentene som bodde der.

    Jeg hadde jo jobba som fungerende butikksjef omtrent, på Rimi Langhus, før jeg dro over, selv om jeg var formelt låseansvarlig.

    Altså jeg passa på butikken i sommerferien 2004 da, sammen med en assistent der.

    Og jeg hadde jo problemer med at tryne var ødelagt, på den tida her.

    Så jeg så rar ut i tryne.

    Men jeg trengte penger for å komme meg til utlandet, pga. det her mafia-greiene, så jeg sa ja til å lede butikken i sommerferien da.

    Da hu Skodvin på Rimi spurte meg.

    Og da hadde jeg en uformell ledelsesstil.

    Fordi, jeg stolte ikke på, og kjente nesten ikke, han assistenten Espen, tror jeg han het.

    Og jeg kjente ikke så godt alle de andre som jobba der, som de fleste var greie.

    Jeg kjente en god del av dem, men jeg hadde jo ikke noen kollegaer oppover i systemet, å støtte meg til.

    Skodvin var på ferie.

    Og regionsjefene, de hadde jeg dårlig erfaring med, fra alle problemene tidligere i Rimi, så jeg ville ikke begynne å kontakte de, for jeg hadde så dårlig inntrykk av Bekkevold og han fra Østfold, som jeg ikke husker hva heter, som hadde jobba i Nord-Norge, for Rimi systemet der. Het han Arne eller noe?

    Samme det.

    Så jeg tok en sånn uformell og fleipete tone.

    Men jeg hadde kontroll, for vi hadde møter, hvor vi ble enige om realistiske mål for dagens arbeid osv.

    Så det gikk greit.

    Untatt han Espen, han klagde så mye.

    At dette klarte ikke han å gjøre på vakta si.

    Så han måtte ha hjelp av Dennis.

    Og jeg hadde ikke klart å styre butikken uten assistent, hele sommeren.

    Så jeg sa det var greit at han fikk bruke Dennis, til å hjelpe seg.

    Siden han begynte nesten å sippe da.

    Og han hadde jo egentlig en høyere stilling enn meg.

    Han var assistent, og jeg var låseansvarlig.

    Og jeg kjente jo ikke til hvordan opplæring han hadde fått.

    Så hvis han sa, at han var usikker, og trengte Dennis, sånn at han ble rolig, og klarte å lese bestillinger, og andre ting han stressa med.

    Så synes ikke jeg, at jeg kunne mistro han.

    Dette var vel noe som skulle vært ordnet av butikksjefen.

    Men han hadde slutta.

    Og jeg visste at det hadde vært mye tull, med butikksjefen, som var før han igjen, Thomas Bruun.

    Så jeg synes ikke, at det var min jobb, å prøve å lære opp Espen, midt i sommerferien.

    Fordi, jeg hadde alle bestillingene og alle kveldsvaktene vel.

    Så da måtte jeg i såfall hatt noen til å ta mine arbeidsoppgaver.

    Og det hadde jeg ikke.

    Så jeg konsentrerte meg bare om å få butikken til å gå rundt.

    Så fikk heller den nye butikksjefen, og distriksjefen, ordne dette, når de var tilbake, etter ferien.

    Men det var jo ganske sosialt der da.

    Så selv om jeg hadde ødelagt tryne, så var folka greie der, så jeg var i ok humør, når jeg dro til Sunderland.

    Og jeg oppførte meg på samme måte, ovenfor de andre utenlandsstudentene, som jeg delte leilighet med der, som jeg gjorde på jobben på Rimi Langhus da.

    At jeg prøvde å være litt smidig, og ikke for steil, og jeg sa det var greit å ta oppvasken en dag i uka for eksempel, enda jeg hadde kjøpt papptallerkner.

    Typisk meg.

    Så jeg orka ikke at det skulle bli for mye konflikter der da.

    Jeg var vant til å tenke sånn fra jobben, de siste månedene fra Rimi Langhus.

    Siden jeg synes selv jeg var omtrent den eneste oppegående personen, som hadde kjennskap til butikkdrift, som var i butikken, den sommeren.

    Så jeg ville ikke risikere, at folk skulle bli borte pga. mistrivsel, pga. frykt/problemer med den nye butikksjef-vikaren.

    Som jeg merka da jeg var butikksjef-vikar på Rimi Bjørndal, sommeren 2002, at det er fort gjort, at folk, heller blir hjemme osv., hvis ikke butikksjef Irene er på jobb, men en raring dem ikke har sett før.

    Og da måtte jeg jobbe dobbelt nesten hele sommeren.

    For det var en ambulerende, som het Njål, og som også bodde i W. Thr. gt.

    Og når jeg var butikksjef-vikar på Rimi Bjørndal, sommeren 2002.

    Så kom det plutselig 25 bur med varer eller noe.

    Sent om kvelden, på mandag, eller noe.

    Så hadde Njål tidligvakta tirsdag.

    Og da dro han bare til Trondheim.

    Han sa han var sjuk, og dro til Trondheim, var det vel.

    Og da var det også sånn at butikksjefen og distriksjefen var på ferie.

    Så da måtte jeg jobbe 14 timer om dagen, eller noe, i 2-3 uker, eller noe da.

    Enda jeg var utslitt fra butikksjef-jobbene, på Langhus, Nylænde og Kalbakken.

    Men jeg kom meg igjennom det.

    Men når studiene mine begynte, på HiO Ingeniørhøyskolen.

    Da ringte hun Irene og kjefta på meg, på mobilen, en dag jeg og en studiekamerat, gikk gjennom byen etter skolen.

    Hvor er fakturaen?

    Skikkelig uhøflig og stressa.

    Så det var den stilen der, med Irene som sjef.

    Og han nye, som kom etter, han var like nedlatende og autoritær han og.

    Så det var enveis-kommunikasjon, med kommandering, og ignorering av hva man sa/mente selv, på begge to.

    Dem var ikke interessert i hva man mente, dem bare kommanderte.

    Men men.

    Så det var ikke noe sånne møter, hvor man kunne si hva man mente.

    Og hvis man prøvde å si hva man mente, så ble det bare ignorert.

    Man skulle bare ta imot kommandoer.

    Så sånn var det.

    Men nå skreiv jeg meg bort.

    Men jeg synes det gikk ganske greit å bo der i Sunderland.

    Det var ikke sånn at noen dominerte ovenfor meg, eller at jeg dominerte overfor noen andre.

    Jeg lurer litt på om det var noe tull med forholdet mellom Ivo og Dorthe.

    Om han Ivo kan ha vært noe mafia og tvunget henne eventuelt, til å ha et forhold.

    ‘De hadde et seksuelt forhold’, sa han Brusk, fra HiO, i januar 2005 en gang, tror jeg det må ha vært.

    Rundt den tida, når de to dro tilbake til Tyskland.

    Og jeg husker jeg prøvde å spørre han Ivo, om de var sammen, eller ikke.

    Men han ville ikke svar ordentlig.

    For dem hadde vel sitti oppe, seint om natta.

    Så hva dem hadde blitt enige om, det veit jeg ikke, men dem ble i hvertfall sammen etter det.

    Men søstra mi kom da.

    Og jeg ble helt paff, og fikk bakoversveis, over hvordan hu oppførte seg.

    Hu begynte å klage på meg, til ei jente som bodde der, som het Leyla vel, om at jeg aldri gjorde noe kjøkkenarbeid, og var helt umulig.

    Søstra mi, hadde jo ikke bodd sammen med meg, siden ti år ca. før det her.

    Og gjorde da husarbeid på Skansen Terrasse, jeg vaska gulvet et par ganger i måneden, f.eks.

    Og rydda hele kollektivet der, etter militæret.

    Rydda og shina opp hele kjøkkenet og alt mulig, og hu Ungbo dama, sa at hu hadde aldri sett en ungbo-leilighet så shina.

    Men søstra mi bare klistra en sånn merkelapp på meg, at jeg aldri gjorde noe husarbeid, og var umulig, og en dritt da, kunne man skjønne av hu.

    Så jeg var nesten i sjokk jeg.

    Og hu er så dominerende og ignorerende, og skulle liksom hevde seg da.

    Men jeg synes hun var bare en bitch jeg.

    Også snakka hu engelsk, på sånn der agressiv måte, som hu snakka med typen sin kanskje.

    Sånn der ufordragelig, jeg vet ikke hva man skal kalle det.

    Men sånn gangster-aktig nesten da.

    Så jeg ble bare helt paff, og jeg prøvde ikke å overdøve henne, eller noe.

    Jeg lot hu bare holde på, samtidig som jeg begynte å prøve hva den her typen av oppførsel kunne komme av.

    Så jeg må innrømme at jeg skamma meg over hvordan hu oppførte seg.

    Men jeg tok det ikke opp, for jeg visste ikke hvordan jeg skulle presantere det.

    Og jeg hadde problem med trynet, så jeg skamma meg litt over det og.

    Og jeg hørte søstra mi, var jo helt sånn i, hva heter det.

    Hu var helt sånn hysterisk, overhørte jeg, at hu prata med venninna si om, fordi jeg hadde problem med tryne da.

    Så det var ikke snakk om noe støtte til meg.

    Det var snakk om at hun ble nedbrutt, og trengte støtte, siden jeg hadde problem med tryne.

    Så det er den stilen der.

    Så jeg synes, at sånn er det, med begge søskenene mine.

    At støtten går bare en vei.

    Og det er ingen åpen kommunikasjon.

    Jeg prøver kommunisere, og komme på bølgelengde, og finne en tone da.

    Men både søstra mi og broren min er sånn, at de skal være tøffe, og de er inneslutta, eller lukkede, og kommuniserer ikke åpent.

    Så det er litt mareritt-aktig, å prøve å få til noe særlig familie-samhold med dem to.

    Så det hadde jeg mer eller mindre gitt opp på forhånd.

    Men jeg så det skikkelig, når jeg så hvordan hu oppførte seg i Sunderland, ovenfor hun Leyla og Ivo osv. da.

    Og meg selv da.

    Men særlig når hun satt der sammen med alle sammen, ved bordet, sammen med 4-5 stykker, da synes jeg hu var skikkelig ufordragelig.

    Så da ble jeg litt skuffa, trist og oppgitt, og skamma meg dessverre, det må jeg innrømme.

    Jeg tar med det her og, for det virker som at det er noe som foregår i Norge.

    Så da tenkte jeg, at jeg fikk ta med det her og da.

    Siden det virker som at det er noe som foregår.

    Med politiet osv., som virker som er mer eller mindre forvirrede.

    Så får man ønske god bedring, mer eller mindre mot alle odds, til søstra mi og politiet og resten av gjengen.

    Vi får se.