Sally stared at the benefits officer in horror.
“You piece of ****. I may be a hit person, but I have standards. Cats indeed!”
“Well then,” the benefits officer shrugged, “no welfare for you. Principles do not pay the bills you know. You can't just pick and choose your jobs according to whether you like them or not.”
Sally stood up, shoving her chair back violently and marched out of the job centre. The benefits officer had inadvertently revealed the client's address. This time the job was personal. Across the city, Alice felt someone walk over her grave...
*Picture courtesy of DEVIANTART
“You piece of ****. I may be a hit person, but I have standards. Cats indeed!”
“Well then,” the benefits officer shrugged, “no welfare for you. Principles do not pay the bills you know. You can't just pick and choose your jobs according to whether you like them or not.”
Sally stood up, shoving her chair back violently and marched out of the job centre. The benefits officer had inadvertently revealed the client's address. This time the job was personal. Across the city, Alice felt someone walk over her grave...
*Picture courtesy of DEVIANTART
