Note to recruitment agencies: Please don't ask if I sound tired and grumpy "on account of being hung-over after the football". There's so much wrong with that particular assumption, I don't know where to begin; oh wait, I do!
I DON'T WATCH THE SODDING FOOTBALL, AND I'M NOT SO PATHETIC THAT DEFEAT-BY-PROXY IN A GAME SEEMS LIKE A GOOD EXCUSE TO TIE ONE ON. IF I SOUND GRUMPY, IT'S BECAUSE IT'S EIGHT IN THE MORNING AND I HAVE TO GET READY TO GO TO THAT LITTLE RAY OF SUNSHINE, THE JOBCENTRE.
I hate the Jobcentre, I hate unemployment and I hate you. No, not you-the-reader, the Agent-you. You-the-reader, I love. I'll love you even more when I set up AdWords and you click on some of the links...
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