Job Centre

(I walk in, and wait for 10 minutes for someone to notice I'm stood there)

Bespectacled Lady: Oh! Hello! Sorry, didn't see you standing there, how can I help?

Me: Er, yeah, basically I er just finished University, and I'm looking to get a job, and I (mumbling) kindaneedtosignon.

Bespectacled Lady: Ah, Ok, so you've finished your first year of Uni-

Me: No, no, I'm er-

Bespectacled Lady: How old are you, around 18, yes?

Me: No, I've finished Uni, I'm 21

Bespectacled Lady: (looks me up and down) Really?

Me: Uh-huh.

Bespectacled Lady: Did you receive loans whilst you studied?

Me: Yep, but I don't get them anymore

Bespectacled Lady: You sure?

Me: Yeah, although believe me when I say I wouldn't object to some money right about n-

(Bespectacled Lady goes back to her desk, and picks up a slip of paper with numbers and websites on)

Bespectacled Lady: Right, so to sign on you need to phone this free number-

Me: Cool, do I need-

Bespectacled Lady: And for jobs, you look online here, ok?

Me: Oh, ok, but do I-

Bespectacled Lady: Good luck!! (walks away)

I floundered for about half a minute before stumbling out of the Job Centre, and retrieving my bike.

And thus begins my search for a job and life as (no longer a student) an unemployed bum.

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