A short dream to get the drug free (get it?) party started.
It's a delightfully sunny day, and my boyfriend and I are sitting in the middle of a car park. He is returning a call from the Job Seekers Allowance People, who ask him a series of questions. His phone is not on loudspeaker, yet I can here both sides of the conversation clearly, which went like this:
Them: So we just need to clarify, are you doing French Studies or Jamaican Studies?
Him: Why are you asking me this? I filled in a form...
Them: We need to know if you're doing Jamaican Studies.
Him: No. Sometimes French people go to Jamaica though -
Them: In that case, we can only offer you 90p a week.
And that was that. An unusually short dream, but still fun.
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