"Hey Slaphead; Got a light?"
Once there I parked my bike, walked to the paper shop, bought my copy of MCN and stood outside smoking like a protesting Buddhist to kill the spare hour I had due to being there way too early. (I didn't know how long it would take me to cycle five miles. I'm overweight, unfit, have asthma and smoke very heavily.)
After a cigarette intake that would make the most hardened laboratory Beagle sit up and say "Holy shit man, are you sponsored by Phillip Morris?" I shuffled into the new workplace and was greeted by the friend who had suggested me to the owner.
My friend explained the gig and I set about getting ready for the day ahead. During conversation my friend asked if I'd signed off the dole and I replied that I had. "You do know that this is only a part time job. You're only needed for three days a week." My friend revealed.
So now I'm faced with having to go back to the dole to sign back on and will have to tell the employer that I'm unable to work due to the lack of hours.
Bugger.
